Love Thy Shadow, Satan (LTSS) [#Wattys2018]

Chapter 39 - Fated Encounter

Faith's POV

I woke up to a familiar weight resting on my upper body, with two small hands resting on my exposed cheeks.

"Happy Birthday, Mama!"

Grabbing his little face in the same gentle hold, I kissed his forehead tenderly before curving my lips up in an old smile as I lazily replied to my little angel.

"Thanks, Sin-baby."

He just giggled melodiously as happiness rolled off him in strongly-contagious waves. Bouncing a little whilst still perched on top of me, he started to play softly with the ends of my hair.

I grazed the side of his face softly with the back of my hand, loving his innocent sweetness. The only form of light in my darkness. Thinking back to the day I took him, I couldn't help but remember the girl - no, woman - who had birthed him.

Diana, I thank you everyday for the Angel you handed to me before parting.

I'll never let him forget you. No matter what your true feelings were towards him, I'll make sure that he loves his birth mother unconditionally - just as soon as he's old enough to understand the concept, then I'll tell him.

He's still got a few years to go though.
Maya didn't hesitate to add, something she sounded quite relieved about.

"Mama, you like my jammies? They're new! Tish got them for me. See?" He pulled at the ends of his shirt and held my hands over the soft fabric.

Tish... Meaning Trystan. Sin's never been able to say his godfathers' name right - or maybe it's just become a habit of his, now.

He's always spoiling our pup. Maya muttered from some deep depth of my subconscious - yet strong enough for me to hear.

Trystan, being a pure blood vampire, has a wealthy abundance of land, fortune and power - being a direct descendant of Vlademir, the first known Vampire.

After setting us free from The Pits, and moving us all away to his private land - away from the Hunters' clutches - he had secured the area tightly, and used the grounds for us to train and live over until ready to begin our long journey back home. Our home. Blood Moon territory.

Ever since he had turned Sin, it's as if he sees Sin as his own child - a common trait in Vampires towards their Turned.

He just can't help himself. Was my only reply, and to that she went quiet.

Usually it's a master and servant relationship, however Sin and Trys are more like father and son - if anything, I'd say Sin holds more power over Trys. He's a skilled manipulator - able to make Trys do anything.

At times, it's as if his love for my pup rivals my own.

"They're beautiful." I replied, stroking the soft folds of fabric between my fingers once more, before letting go.

I let my head rest back on my cushion. "What time is it, little one?" I asked my smart boy.

"Big hand is kinda up!" He drew its position on my open palm, "and little one is side."