Demon Begging

Chapter 26

I've lost my mind trying to be in yours.

*NARRATOR'S POV*

"Where is he?" Niall asked Alfred, fatigue evident in all their expressions as they met after a week

of separation.

"I don't know." Alfred shrugs. "I didn't hear from Harry or him."

"At all?" Liam raises his eyebrows.

"At all." Alfred looks at Swift knowingly, but were as discreet about it as possible.

"Don't bother fucking hiding it." Niall snapped, as an Omega he picked up on the subtle things.

"What happened to my best friend, Alfred?"

"Love, calm down-"

"No. Shut up, Liam." Niall pushed his Alpha's arm away. "What did Harry do?"

"Niall, Harry didn't do anything. We just haven't heard from them." Swift tries to settle the

debacle.

"Bullshit!"

"You're right." Alfred sighs. "Louis' dead."

Niall stops with his front of rage and stumbles back as if the words alone stung him. "W-What?"

"We uh..." Alfred wipes his eyes futilely. "The fairies found him and they took care of him."

"Where the fuck was that demon? I'll kill that demon if I see him again."

"Stop it." Alfred admonishes. "It wasn't Harry's fault. That man is suffering already more than any

Alpha deserves."

Liam understood that and he wraps Niall up in a hug before the Omega starts crying loudly. He

doesn't know whether to be angry or not, but he pushes Liam away and clings tighter to him

simultaneously.

"Is he really gone?" Niall whimpered.

Liam nodded, tears flooding his own eyes as Alfred and Swift joined in the embrace for comfort.

"Yes, darling. He is."

Miles away in a tiny village in Alaska, a first-time mother named Alexa succumbs to her loss of

blood and passes away at 01h25. Her son was born a minute earlier with her deep blue eyes and

his father's feathery hair. He wailed with a powerful set of lungs, just like his deceased

doppelganger.

Two Years Later.......

"Baby Lou." The baby's father, Christopher, wipes his hands on a dish towel before picking the

toddler from the play pen with Odynne, their husky. "Time to bath."

The boy starts to giggle and his eyes crinkle at the corners when his dad tickles his tummy.

"Daddy!" He squeals, trying to push his father away. "Washy."

"That's right, big boy. Washy time."

Louis' always loved bath time and he particularly enjoyed floating around in his little baby tub like

a boat. Chris starts a bubble bath and settles Louis in.

"Aunt Carrie is coming for dinner." He tells the boy while washing his dark brown hair with the