Moon Written

fourty one.

I sniffed while holding the note tightly in my fist, my shoulders shaking slowly behind me as I made way back to the castle, my dress falling loosely because it isn't zipped up well and I have no undergarments on to have some body support.

I felt my mind drift back to the day my son Arsenio was born, about a couple of months ago, and since he is both wolf and human, with mixed blood he also ages quickly, he should be able to walk by now and he should be about two or three.

I lost him when he was just one, a precious little baby, new to the world, and yet told to be killed by the hands of my so called 'father'.

I bit my lip and shook my head angrily, raising my other hand to wipe my face before lowering it and twisting the knob open, slowly I pulled the door and it opened completely, the once huge crowd has died down thankfully and there was only a couple of people left.

I walked in and shut the door behind me, the loud sound making everyone's head turn my way, I lowered my gaze after a couple of gasps escaped some people, I took in a deep breath before continuing my walk.

A path had once again opened for me, but I got stopped in my tracks by a feminine hand that took hold of my own making me shut my eyes tightly before opening them and sniffing the air, Marina's scent invaded my nostrils.

I don't want to talk to anyone. I can't talk to anyone, I don't want to have my son killed, I don't want to lose him twice.

"What's wrong Celine?" She asked me, the tone of her voice worried, and upset, but I didn't look up, I shook my head and tugged my hand out of her grip hesitantly, then walked away.

I left her there dumbfounded and concerned for what had just happened, and I know that everyone felt the same because not too long ago, I was smiling and waving at everyone, and know I am walking away without a single glance and tears falling down my eyes.

I took in a shaky breath before slowly making way up the stair's, my heart clenching inside me as I thought of my son, my poor son.

I choked on a sob and bit my lip, feeling the tip of my nose burn as more teals pooled out of my eyes, this feeling is worse then heartbreak.

I walked to my room slowly, not caring about anything around me, not stopping to admire the decor and pictures, I kept my head bowed and dragged my body along.

Once I reached my room I opened the door and ran to my bed, grabbing my small doll and hugging it tightly against my chest, which was rising and falling slowly, trying to keep up with my slow breath's.

I kissed my doll, watching as my tears drop's fell on the brown hair of it, making my stomach churn.

I shut my eyes tightly and turned around, walking out of my room and letting my legs take me to where they were tempted to go.

I reached the door, the wooden door which had claw marks over it, but this time I wasn't scared, this time I actually understood.

I took in a deep breath before twisting the knob and opening the door, the piece of paper still held tight inside my hand with the doll.

I walked inside the dark room and slammed the door shut, I sobbed out loudly while whimpering, then I ran to the old and dusty bed and threw my body over it, laying on it myself and consuming the dirty dust through my nose, making me cough.

I sobbed out and whimpered once again, hugging my doll and the note while shaking my head.

"My baby." I sobbed out, my words cracking while my throat clogged up, I swallowed back and felt my heart clench once more in pain as hot tears trailed down my face.

"Arsenio!" I yelled out hoarsely while shaking my head, hugging my doll, imagining that it was my son's small body in my hands.

I shut my eyes tightly and thought of him, of his beautiful blue eyes, which sometimes darkened to brown when he was angry, and the fascinating dark hair that was overgrown ever since he came out of me.

I took in a shaky breath and my whole body shook as I envisioned a knife being pushed into his innocent body making me cringe and push the doll in my mouth as I screamed, muting it and allowing other sob's to be muted as well.

"Look how beautiful he is Celine." Alfonzo said, his lips in a wide grin as he neared me, soon making way to my side with my bundle of joy in his arms.

I squealed happily and motioned with my arms for him to give me my son, he sighed with a smile still on his lips and carefully put my baby in my arms.

I felt my eyes well up as I took in his appearance, his body bare under the blue blanket they put over him, and his body still tinted a light red from the blood of a newborn, I bit my bottom lip as I took in his grown dark hair which neatly laid on the top of his head, and his shut eyes which held long dark eyelashes.

"He's beautiful." I whispered, turning my head to the side to look at Alfonzo, who was gazing at Arsenio and I with warm love in his eyes.

I smiled and he smiled back, bringing his head closer to mine and giving me a small peck on my lips.

"I love you." He whispered before placing his forehead over mine, I felt my cheeks warm up as I nodded my head.

"I love you too." I replied happily before turning my head back to look at my beautiful son, who remained asleep in his mother's arms making my heart clench in excitement.

I'm finally a mother!

I remember vowing to never be a bad parent like Niall and his mate, whom I never met but I heard rumors about.

I vowed to protect my son and make sure he lives a regular life with his family, a safe life.

But thanks to me, he got taken away from his family and brought to strangers and who knows who has him now, and how their treating him.

I sobbed and felt my body shake over the bed which was creaking lowly, I sniffed and bit my lip.

"Why you?" I asked myself, my words coming out in a mumble yet it was hearable and understandable.

I tightened my hold on the doll and shut my open eyes once again while shaking my head, I mumbled incoherently before feeling my body doze off.

Suddenly I was pulled into a terrible sleep.

"I love you mama." he mumbled making my wide eyes well up as I sniffed back and held his small hand in my own.

"I love you too my baby." I whispered back watching as he dozed off in my arms, a small smile on his lips making me bite my own as I bent down and pecked his small forehead.