The small baby boy look identical to me. The only only difference was that he had his mother's eyes. I was crying happy tears as i looked down at the baby in my arms. Even with such a low survival rate he was just fine. This was my first time holding him since he was born. That was two, almost three months ago. They were finally going to let me take my son home. Archer. She decided that his name would be Archer.
I loved my son to no ends. He was adorable and he was cheerful. I could tell he would be an amazing King one day. In the past months, i got crowned King. I came down to the hospital a few times a day to see how Archer was coming along. He had to know his father after all. More now that he won't know his mother.
Skylar didn't make it. Everything was just too hard on her body. I missed her beyond the ability of speaking. I visited her grave and talked to her daily. She was my mate. I loved her. I still love her. She was my world. I named our son Archer because it was her favorite name. Archer Blake. His name was Archer Blake White. She always wanted him to have a last name. Mainly because werewolves never had a last name, only a first and middle name. So i did what she would have wanted me too.
I told him stories of his mother. I told him everything about her. How amazing she was. How she was always so strong and fearless. How she always had even the snallest amount of fight in her in situations that could have bad endings. Even if he would never get to meet his mother, he would get to know that she was an amazing person that i love.
I made it to the castle and immediately Noah and his mate were at my side. Noah was in awe while his mate held my son's little hand.
"What's his name?" Noah asked me.
"Archer Blake White. She wanted him to have a last name so we used her last name since we don't have last names." I told them.
"He's adorable." Noah's mate said. I smiled and looked at the baby in my arms again. She had a point.
"May i see my great grandson?" I heard my grandmother ask. I turned and frowned.
"You should be happy to know Skylar is gone." I mumbled as i looked down at my son.
"I thought i would be Andrew. But I'm not. After your father kicked me out of the castle, i finally saw how happy you were with her. I wish i could have done something to save her." My grandmother said.
"Yeah well nothing can be done. She's been gone for three months. We all know the stories about the moon goddess giving a few of her powers to a wolf is all stories. Skylar's not suffering anymore. That's all i could ask." I mumbled. However my grandmother hit my arm.
"How dare you say such things Andrew. Those stories are true young man." My grandmother scolded. I just scoffed and went back into the castle. They weren't real or else Skylar would be here.
"King Andrew, you have a visiting Alpha here." Lora said.
"Noah, can you take Archer to his room so he can sleep?" I asked my best friend. He grinned and nodded his head before taking my son and walking up the stairs. I followed Lora and immediately recognized him as her old mate. She was now with my third and happier than ever. She was even pregnant according to my third. I was happy for the two.
"King Andrew. Where is the Queen?" He asked. Immediately i was reminded of the constant pain i would be in. She was gone. Skylar wasn't here anymore.
"Queen Skylar died giving birth to our son." I said. The alpha apologized for my loss and immediately we got down to business.
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Andrew's grandmother's POV
Of course those stories were true. I would know because i had the powers. I hated that my grandson was mourning the loss of his mate. His son was never going to know who his mother. So of course i had to figure out if i needed to bring her back or not. The only way to do that would be to transfer the powers from my body to her own. She would know everything as if she had been here the entire time. Nothing would have changed except she would be alive and not dead.
"Moon goddess, is there anything i need to do right now? Andrew is mourning the loss of his mate. His son won't know his mother. What are your plans?" I asked her. I waited for a while for the reply. I was hoping it would be something along the lines of me bejng able to bring Skylar back. I wanted to see my grandson happy and my great grandson would be able to know who his mom was.
"I'm doing this for a reason. Skylar is meant to be dead. Andrew will join her here when the boy hits eleven. After this, Archer will rise to become the strongest ruler known to the werewolf world. His name will spread like wildfire. He will be feared and respected. He will meet his mate and together they will make the werewolf world stronger together. Trust me, everything will go smoothly. Tonight though, transfer your powers to Archer. He can become a stronger leader without them but with them he'll be able to shift at age eleven. He will grow stronger than any king in history. Trust me with this one." The moon goddess said. I sighed but agreed with her plans. She had never been wrong before so why would she be wrong now. She smiled before disappearing back to where she came from. Archer, i believe you can be a strong boy. Don't let any of us down, especially your mother.
