Chapter 98
Bonus Chapter
12 months later
Imogen
The last year has been epic, we are three days out from the wedding. Tobias and Theo are at work and I’m trying to get Thaddeus ready so I can retry my dress. The woman in the shop insisted, which I know is pointless, my body hasn’t and can’t change, but it isn’t like I can tell her that. Just as I’m about to walk out the door, I pick up Thaddeus, only for him to throw up on my dress. My appointment is in forty minutes and it is at least a thirty-minute drive into town.
“Come on, could this day get any worse?” I groan and suddenly, the projectile vomit is all over my hair as well. Why, why did I say that? “You just had to prove it could, didn’t you little man? Come on, I need to change you and myself now.” I tell him. Walking up the stairs, I place my hand on his head and Thaddeus feels a little warm, making me wonder if he is coming down with something.
Placing him on the bed, I go to the dresser and retrieve him a change of clothes, grabbing a wet cloth from the bathroom to clean his face. Thaddeus watches me from where he sits, his cheeks all red, and his curly black hair covering his eyes.
“Mommy,” he cries, making me rush to his side, just in time for him to puke on the comforter.
“What’s wrong little man?” I ask, feeling his head, which is beading in sweat. Grabbing my phone from my pocket, I call Tobias and he answers after one ring.
“What’s wrong, hun?” He asks.
“Something is wrong with Thaddeus, I think he is sick.”
“Sick?”
“Yes, he won’t stop spewing and he feels hot.”
“Is he teething?”
I run my fingers along his bottom gums, feeling nothing before running my fingers across the top gums and I gasp as I feel the edges of razor sharp fangs, as they cut through the pad of my thumb. I pull my finger back before lifting his top lip to reveal three fangs on either side of his two middle teeth.
“What, babe, say something?” Tobias says alarmed through the phone.
“He.. He has fangs.”
“Fangs? Did you say fangs?”
“Yes, Tobias, fucking fangs!” I yell, annoyed from repeating myself.
“We are on our way, I will call Astral and see what she says.” Tobias says before hanging up.
Thaddeus wriggles around, trying to get up and I pick him before walking to the bathroom deciding a nice cool shower might bring his temp down. Stripping myself and him off, I turn the shower on so it is only lukewarm before holding his hand and letting him step into the shower. He stands under the water and I hop in with him before grabbing the loofa and soap, washing him.
Thaddeus seems to feel better while the cool water runs over him, as he plays with his truck on the shower floor, while I wash the spew from my hair. Once I am done, I turn the shower off only to hear the front door open. It is too early for them to be back. I only just got off the phone to Tobias a few minutes ago. Grabbing a towel, I wrap it around myself and grab Thaddeus from the shower floor where he is playing.
“Who’s that?” I sing out, when suddenly, Theo appears, and I let out the breath I was holding. “Geez, you scared me, did you run here?”
Theo nods before walking over and taking Thaddeus from me. “How’s daddy’s little man?” He says, kissing his wet little head. “He is quite warm.” He states before laying him on the bed and drying him with the towel.
Twenty minutes later we have Thaddeus dressed, and I’m making him a bottle when he starts screaming. Theo tries to calm him, but nothing either of us do makes him settle. Tobias walks in and immediately runs to his side, Thaddeus’ face bright red from holding his breath, screaming.
“What’s wrong with him, he is never like this?” Tobias says worriedly. Thaddeus quiets down and Tobias seems to have calmed him as he rests his head down on his father’s shoulder.
“He is so warm,” Tobias mutters, taking the damp cloth from Theo, draping it on Thaddeus’ head, trying to cool him down. Thaddeus turns his face and at first, I think he is trying to get away from the cold wet cloth, but then, Tobias suddenly grunts and his eyes glaze over slightly before he shakes his head.
“What?”
“Ouch, geez Thaddeus don’t bite.” He says, pulling Thaddeus away from him. There are fang marks on his neck and I realize Thaddeus bit him. Theo and I look at each other and I walk over, taking him from Tobias and he immediately starts screaming.
“I wonder?” Theo says before running from the room.
“Did you speak to Astral?” I ask.
“I couldn’t get a hold of her,” Tobias says.
“Well, what do we do, we can’t take him to hospital?”
Theo suddenly reappears, and I can instantly smell blood as it wafts to me. My fangs protrude from the smell. Theo passes Thaddeus a bottle full of blood.
“What are you doing, he is part human? He can’t drink that!” I try to protest.
But I’m wrong as Thaddeus snatches the bottle from him, drinking so fast he’s choking himself. Theo pulls the bottle from him, “Settle little man, calm down.” Thaddeus’ mouth opens, trying to get his lips around the bottle again as Theo holds it, forcing him to drink slower. I touch his head and his temperature is going down.
“Problem solved,” Theo says, and Tobias runs his hand across his neck. So Thaddeus wasn’t biting Tobias, he was trying to feed on him.
“He gotcha good,” Theo says, examining the bite on Tobias’s neck.
Thaddeus drinks the bottle in its entirety and his temperature goes back to normal.
“Should he be drinking blood at his age?” I ask.
“Well, he settled, didn’t he? And I have never met a Trybrid baby so I’m just going to assume it is normal.” Theo says and Tobias nods in agreement.
Thaddeus falls asleep in my arms and I watch his little sleeping face, brushing his curls out of his eyes. What the future holds for him makes me wonder… Walking him upstairs, I place him in his crib. When I walk downstairs, Tobias is waiting at the bottom.
He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me flush against him. His lips move to mine as he kisses me gently before pulling back. “Did you get your dress?” He asks. Shit the fucking dress.
“Shit!” I curse.
“I’ll take that as a no? All good, you can walk down the aisle naked.” He says, wiggling his eyebrows at me with a smile on his lips.
“Yeah, because I’m sure we can hang those photos on the wall, I think we have tormented the priest enough with him marrying three of us. I don’t want to give the old fart a heart attack by showing up naked.” I tell him.
“Who’s going naked?” Theo says, walking in and sandwiching me between them as his lips go to my shoulder.
“If you’re getting naked, can I too.” He says, thrusting his hips into me.
“No one is getting naked,” I huff at their playfulness.
“You sure?” Theo asks, slipping his hand into my panties, and running his fingers along my slit as his lips trail down my neck leaving open mouth kisses on my skin.