Where Is Your Heart?

Drained

RPOV

The rest of the night with the Belikovs was akward and uneventful. Everyone was parting ways to go to bed now. I ended up thinking that Aleksandr staying with Vicktoria was a bad idea. I was walking back to my dorm when I heard someone following me. I walked a bit faster knowing it was Dimitri coming to quesion me about Aleksandr. But the footsteps sped up.

I stopped and turned around meeting his face. He was just as I remembered him. As scorchingly sexy as usual. "Guardian Belikov. What can I do for you." I knew how much he hated me being formal with him.

He ansered after a short pause. "Who is Aleksandr's father?" I just knew he was going to ask this.

"No one important."

"Where is he? Isn't he going to help out?" He should no better. He doesn't know that I can reproduce with other damphirs due to my being shadow-kissed and all. Plus, everyone knows that pretty much all Moroi men don't stay behind to take care of their damphir offspring. I mean, look at my fucking father. He didn't stay behind to take care of his daughter. Janine was probably just another fling for him.

"Left before I even had a chance to tell him. I had no way to contact him anyways. What's it to you anyways." My tone got nastier with each and every word.

"Where was your mom tonight?"

"What do you really want, Dimitri? I don't have all night." He didn't answer so I said, "If you'll excuse me then, I need to put my son to bed."

I turned around to go but I heard, "How old is he?"

I froze. I wondered if he'd figure out that I got pregnant around the time the cabin happened. "Two weeks." I left him to stand there to ponder our conversation and hurried back to my dorm.

After I put Aleksandr down I dropped onto my bed drained. Mentally, emotionally, and physically. Curse my fucking bad luck.