The Long Journey [Editing in Progress]

Chapter 4: Lucca

Hey guys so I decide that I won't add Lucca's dragon, Klaus as much. Maybe in some chapters but not all the time.

Lucca POV:

Oh Gosh, how do I start to explain to a boy, I killed his family?

"Um... You... See" I tried to start. I rubbed the back of my neck thinking of the best possible way to explain why the reason the accident happened was because of me.

"Okay...um...so I went hunting earlier...and" I began but the rain kept getting heavier and there was lightning and thunder loudly crashing on the ground making it almost impossible to hear me.

Killian was shaken and I realized that he was frightened by the sound. He asked "What was that?"

"That's a big rain storm starting to brew, the lightning and thunder seem to be getting closer as well" I said while getting up. Killian reached for my hand. How can this boy still think I'm not a threat.

"Stay here, I'll be right back" He didn't seem to have liked what I said but he nodded and furrowed his eyebrows while he looked like he was on the brink of tears. So cute. I put my hand onto power of his head and ruffled his hair a bit hopping that it would relax him a bit.

"Be back in a sec" I removed my hand from his head and he looked disappointed as I walked away from him. For some reason my dragon Klaus was telling me to go back to him. I ignored him and continued my way towards the entrance. Killian sure doesn't have any self awareness. If he lets me be around him after I confess, which is slim to none. I'm going to raise him to be the werewolf his parents hoped for him to become.

I'm so getting ahead of myself, there's no way he'll want me around and if that's the case I have to find a pack that will take him or if he knows his pack I'll send him back.

Now that I think of it he never told me he was a werewolf but it's not hard to tell, I could smell it off of him. If he was 14 year old or older this whole scenario would have been completely opposite, he would have certainly tried to kill me. But I'm not so weak that I would loose to a young werewolf maybe a grown skilled alpha or a highly skilled beta warrior. But even then it would still be less likely because I've learned all kinds of defense and combat training this world has to offer. Living 2 centuries does have some perks.

The rain was getting heavier, so I quickly broke branches and continued until I had enough to fully cover the entrance of my home. As I finished I walked back to Killian and saw him in armadillo position with the sleeping bag completely covering his little body.

I lightly shoved him, letting him know I was back and he did the most unimaginable thing, he jumped straight towards my chest, shaking like a leaf.

Klaus was happy to be back with the boy. I don't understand what's up with Klaus, it's like this boy is his mate. Which is ridiculous because he's only a boy and dragons don't have mates, period.

I laid down into the sleeping bag covering us, with Killian on top of me. His head plastered against my chest while his little hands shook as they clutched my shirt.

I'll let him rest for today he seems to scared to comprehend anything, I'll tell him the reason his family's death is my fault, tomorrow. Great, can't wait. I thought dreading the following day.

I rubbed his back in circular motions in order to calm him down, it seemed to have worked because he was slowly falling back asleep. As I was looking at him I came to the realization that I didn't know what his age was? He looks like a 3 year old. The more I thought about it the more tired I became, I was slowly falling asleep as well.

Klaus was ecstatic to be sleeping with him. I myself forgot how good it feels to sleep along side another living soul, sharing body warmth.