I begged her to take her from me in exchange that she lives.
“Serenity, please…” I begged, I was watching the doctors revive her.
Cole and my baby.
As we have expected she was too weak to live. She could barely breathe on her own much more do anything else.
And it was because of bond, the stupid bond which I chose to neglect in exchange of getting the life I wanted.
I was paying for it big time.
“What you ask for is just too much Jean.” She says, “I’m sorry.”
“You’re a freaking deity who can heal any wolf! Why not my baby?!” I shouted at her.
“Cause you wouldn’t be able to handle it.” she said, taking me by surprise. “It isn’t a full moon Jean, and the only way I can heal her is by blood.”
The same blood that had saved her from Yuri.
“The bond between you and her would be broken beyond repair.” She continues, “You will not be able to sense her, feel her wolf… she might not even have a wolf.”
She stared at me, pleading with her eyes for me not to ask her again.
“It will break you both.”
But I knew what I wanted, I didn’t have to be her mother. I just wanted her to live.
“She’ll have your blood in her then.” I said, “Save her, let her live and let her be your daughter.”
“You aren’t far along Serenity.” I said grabbing her by the hand. “You’re expecting in a few days, we were suppose to have given birth the same day, I just… she can’t…”
“Serenity please.” I begged her again, this time, tears found its way to my eyes and down my face. “I just want her to live, I don’t want her to pay for my mistake.”
Serenity just stared at me, but I knew that she made up her mind.
That night she made Hope drink her blood and at the same time made a small bite on her, injecting the same blood on her system.
The next day she was like a bouncing baby girl.
But it wasn’t the end.
The bond between her and us haven’t broken.
And the longer Cole was absent, the weaker she got.
Eventually she had broken into that bond when she was just four.
Her heart was too weak for her, barely grew with her, so we needed to get her a new one.
She had three heart transplant, on her third one I felt no bond on her.
Except for the longing of a mother to her daughter.
Serenity never asked me to stay away, she never insisted that I let the bond break naturally.
She actually drew us together, she’d make girls’ day out.
Make us go shopping or just plain hanging out at the house.
I saw Hope grew up to the young lady that she is now and I refuse to have that cut short.
“So, care to tell me why you’re daughter isn’t sporting your scent?” Dean asks me, smug.
I kept my eyes on him, not giving in to his taunting as I moved to my side blocking his way to Chance’s room.
“You wolves and your connections are funny,” he said, “you try so hard to protect them, not knowing you are hurting them.”
I growled at him again, actually telling him to shut up.
“If you wanted your bond with your daughter to break, you should have just said so.” he stopped and stared at me, a smirk masking his face. “I would love to help.”
With that he lunged, I moved sidewards, and caught him by the elbow and threw him back, before he could get near Chance’s door.
It was a small room to fight in, but if it meant that it will protect the children, I don’t care much about the area.
He gave a laugh, holding his broken shoulder, I hear a bone popping back in, blood running down hid arms.
“C’mon, she wolf, you know she doesn’t belong with wolves.” He says as he struggles to stand. “She has that certain familiar scent on her, much like Mrs. Pierce, only more…” he met my eyes, “vampire like?”