Giving Them A Future

Kaitlyn rested in the cool darkness of the den for some time, letting the little one nurse. He was so little… Gods so little… but her heart went out to him. He was helping her heal with every little guzzle of milk he took and somehow, somehow Kait knew things were going to be okay. Even if she didn’t meet back up with Clay… She could take her new son and make a new life. It took her a while, but eventually the femme settled on a name for him. Baldwin. Her little Baldy, whom she’d raise with love and devotion, just as if he’d been born her own son. He’d know no different… and Kaitlyn found herself able to drift off a little to that thought, getting some rest.

When a voice drifted down to her it was masculine, deep, but not of Lucifer nor of the man who’d been there some time before. It was Clay! Hearing his voice after not seeing him since their initial meeting gave the young woman even more hope than before. Her tail began to thud on the earth, and gently as she could she slipped away from Baldwin, who had contented himself to sleep, before emerging out of the den beside the giant male.

“You’re really back…” Kaitlyn said softly, tears forming in her eyes. She had been fed so many false promises… to see that Clay had actually returned after so long made her happy. She glanced back at the den, feeling excited and nervous at the same time.

“You wouldn’t believe what has happened since we last saw each other. Turns out I’m going to have a little one to raise after all.” She closed her eyes. “He took his children… but… but another man just came and said his mate died in childbirth. Their little son was so tiny… but he needs me.” Kaitlyn opened her eyes again, the tears shining within them. “Do you want to see him?” The femme asked. She looked so relieved… so glad that things were starting to look up. It’d gotten worse before it got better… but now… maybe everything would be okay.