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“What now?” he asks.

“The ruins, I want to hold a feast for the city, do you think the people would come?” I ask.

“I think so, most people’s views of you have changed and they like Elora,” he says. “When?”

“Next week the ruins should be done by then,” I tell him, and he nods.

“Can we see Elora, I want to meet this baby of yours?” he asks, and I sigh.

“If she will let me,” I tell him.

“What do you mean?” he asks as we finally hit the castle grounds.

“Doesn’t matter,” I tell him walking towards the castle doors.

“So how does it work, is it all your kid or just one of you?” Peter asks, intrigued by our relationship and its dynamics.

“All, we have marked her so even if only one of us got her pregnant, the child would still carry all our DNA, because our DNA is in hers.”

“So does that make her immortal like you?” he asks.

“Yes, kind of. I am immortal but I can still die.”

“How?”

“Why, you planning on knocking me off?” I ask, my lips turning up.

“No, just find it interesting.”

“Well Elora can kill us if she really wanted to, in turn it could kill her because we are mated. Elora is immortal because she is ours. Normally Fae just live long lives, so if we hadn’t marked her she would be like an ordinary Fae.”

“So, she is basically immortal then?” I nod.

“What about your son?”

“Same deal. He is a Dragon that I can sense, mine and Matitus’s DNA has overridden Dragus’s Werewolf DNA so he should be able to shift. I think he may have Fae magic too. His scent is different though, I can tell he will be Dragon still his eyes are hers,” I tell him as we walk down the corridor.

Victor walks down the stairs as we get to them. He pats me on the back. “Both are fine and healthy, the kid has a set of lungs on him though, have you picked any names yet, I forgot to ask her?”

“Not sure yet, whatever she decides I will be happy with,” I tell him, and he nods.

“She is awake. Your mates are with her and Abbie” he says, and I nod walking up the stairs. I stop at the door.

“Are you coming in?” Peter says, looking at me wondering what I am doing.