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mom hadn’t even responded. Not just a single
sentence letting him know he wasn’t alone. Nothing.
    I moved closer to the door, leaned in and
breathed deep. Blood. My immediate thought was the loups next door
had gotten to her. I tried the door and it was unlocked so I let
myself in. There was a little boy cowering next to the cheap
headboard of the bed that had blood all over it and a very dead
woman laying on it. I moved closer and the boy flinched back.
    “It’s alright son. I’m going to help you.” I
looked closer at the woman. She wasn’t attacked by the loups. There
were multiple stab wounds and the knife was lying beside her on the
bed. I touched the back of my hand to the weapon. I didn’t want to
leave my prints and all it took was touching it to see who killed
her. It was the boy’s father. Apparently she had blown his money on
drugs and paid the ultimate price for it.
    I stood back up and looked at the boy. He
stared at me in return. He was so young, probably no more than
three, and he was skinny. I could see all of his bones and his
cheeks were sunken in. He was favoring his right arm and I wondered
if it was hurt. I made a decision right then to keep him. He
obviously had no other family. At least none that gave a crap or he
wouldn’t be here with a dead body. More than likely if I hadn’t
come along, the super would have been the one to find them when he
didn’t receive his rent.
    I held my hand out for the boy and he just
looked at me.
    “It’s okay son. I promise I won’t hurt you.
If you come with me, we’ll eat and I will make sure you’re never
alone again.”
    He reached out with his left hand and took
mine. I sent magic into him to heal his broken right arm and to
help sustain him until I could get him some food. The poor boy
hadn’t eaten in a couple of days.
    I remember a conversation we had a few months
later when I first introduced him to his grandfather and explained
that he wasn’t my biological father either. Tristan had asked how
he could be my son and Lucian my father and I told him blood was
thicker than water but love was thicker than both.

Chapter Four
    “ Ivana Tsukyablud”
     
     
    Both Vamps were young, probably no more than
forty or fifty years, and had been missing for over a year. Both
showed signs of being frozen too. With their bodies being submerged
in the water and then floating ashore I wasn’t able to use the
magic surrounding them to ascertain any information about who
dumped them, which in a word was frustrating.
    Over the next two weeks three more bodies
washed ashore; all young Vamps, all frozen with their spleens
removed and all went missing within a few months of each other. The
general consensus was that they were captured and killed in an
attempt to find out everything they could about Vampere. Now that
the bodies were used up the killers were disposing of them. More
than one agent had agreed with Tristan’s government conspiracy
theory.
    “It is time daughter. You have put it off
much too long.”
    I sighed before looking at my father. He was
sitting in the single chair facing my desk while I stood in front
of the window. The day outside was as dreary as the mood I was in.
I knew he was right but I hated what I would have to do. I nodded
and Lucian rose before holding his hand out to mine. I hesitated
for a moment. He was one of only a few people on this planet who
would make that offer to me and it was nice to know that someone
actually trusted me enough to allow me to touch them. I smiled at
him then took it. He allowed me to take a deep breath before he
warped the space around us and manipulated it until we reached our
destination.
    He released my hand and took a step away as I
became acclimated with my new surroundings. I hate traveling by
portal that way. It was very rare that a Fabled had the ability to
open their own portals at will. The only species known to have that
ability are the Djinn and they are an extremely rare breed. Lucian
was