An Unlucky Fate

Chapter 1

Prince Jamison Alaric Alexander

When I left my room it was spotless, I’d compulsively cleaned every surface, the sheets now hung over the shower rod after being bleached in the tub. I stepped out of the room to start working on the living room. I pulled the joint out of my pocket and lit it only to be met with a disgusted glare from the redhead girl now sitting on the couch.

“If you’re going to smoke that go outside, it smells like skunk and it already smells bad enough in here from all the damn trash that the boys leave around.” She snapped. Maybe I can escape if she tells me to go outside it’s safe right? or maybe she just hates my guts, and wants to see me killed. Either way I didn't care. I quickly stepped outside to finish lighting it and my back rested against the brick wall. The door slammed open and the guy I’d upset comes out grabbing my arm and dragging me back in while shooting a glare at his sister.

Zane was already scolding her while Jacob pulled me into his room I could hear the shouting from behind the closed door “ARE YOU f*****g STUPID!? He’s NOT supposed to be outside! I don't CARE if you don't like the smell you DONT put his life in danger!”

“WELL MAYBE IF SOMEONE TOLD ME THERE WAS GOING TO BE A DAMN i***t IN THE HOUSE WHO DIDN'T KNOW HOW PARANOID SKUNK SMELL MAKES ME HE WOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN KICKED OUT! I COME HOME FROM WORK WITH A STRANGER IN THE HOUSE HOW DO YOU THINK THAT MAKES ME FEEL ZANE!” she yelled back causing Jacob to flinch. I blocked out the rest of the fight as I focused on Jacob. He’d seemed so strong and worried when he pulled me inside but now he looks like a scared kid. I pulled him over to the bed sitting next to him and just pulling him to my chest as tears fell from his eyes. I didn't know why I was acting like this, maybe it was instinct but I wasn't like this with any of my patients. What makes him different?

“Shhhh it's okay, They’re not yelling at you, block it out” I tell him. He lets out a whimper clutching my shirt as he buries his face in my neck. His breath tickles and sends a shiver through me. My confusion shows on my face. What was this feeling? I didn't know whether I wanted to pin him to the bed and make him forget the fight outside the room or hold him close and protect him from it that way. I felt protective of the fragile thing in my arm but whether it was s****l or none s****l was a mystery to me.

“Wh-why Is Sissa and Bubba at eachoder” He whimpers out, making it click. He's in very deep littlespace.

“Shhh it's okay little one, they'll stop soon. Your Sissa wasn't very nice about me smoking inside and kicked me out to the porch. Your Bubba is supposed to be protecting me so he didn't like that” I said he makes an o face before snuggling into my chest sending tingles through me. Then it hits me out of the blue. This scared little my mate and I completely degraded how he cleaned so hard before I got here. “I’m sorry I got upset at you earlier, I know you worked hard to get everything clean before I came......the situation I was put in was no excuse for my spoiled behavior" I said while petting his hair. He smiled looking up his eyes brighter then I'd seen them all day "is Otay" he says before snuggling into my chest. I chuckled, this little one has a lot to learn still.

"How bout this, instead of saying it's okay, we say I accept your apology and I forgive you, but only if you really mean you forgive them. It's okay lets people think they can do it again. And we don't want that, do we?" I said making him shake his head.

"Otay, I assept yous apowogy I fogibs you" he said his messed up speaking makes me smile. It had been a long time since I'd been around a little and I'd always had a soft spot for them. As if out of my control I kiss his forehead. Making him squeal in happiness as he hugs me tight. A smile breaks out on my face.

"Do you have a caregiver baby boy?" I ask and he nods making me internally curse at calling him baby boy.

"Sissa my cawegivew tiww I finds my mate" he said softly before looking up at me. He puts a finger to my chest "and dat you" he says making me smile "I can caw you Daddy wight?" He adds questioning he looks scared that I'm gonna say no but I nod grinning.

"Yes baby boy you can call me daddy" I say kissing his cheek. "How old are you right now" I ask and he holds up 2 fingers, making me grin. "Do you have colors, sippies and pacis?" I ask and he nods. "Where are they I'll get them for you" I say and he points out the door. "Sissa keeps dem in her room". I cringe slightly at the thought of going out there to deal with her. The yelling had stopped and I could hear the TV playing now. I looked around the room it was pristine while the rest of the house wasn't I could tell my little one has some compulsive cleaning issues like I do but the rest of the house must have been really bad if he couldn't finish it. "Does your bubba know about your littlespace I don't want to ask her infront of him if he doesn't" he nods to tell me he does and I stand up holding him close as I leave the room and look at the fuming girl.

"The little one here tells me you have his colors and things, could you get them for him while I attempt to clean the kitchen?" I ask she looks surprised to see him clinging to me his head rested on my shoulder as he gives her puppy dog eyes "pease Sissa, I want my paci and sippy too" he adds she chuckles before heading into her room I sent him down at the table making him frown and hold up his arms "uppies" he says and I shake my head.

"You're going to color and I'm going to clean the kitchen so I can make you food, you worked hard cleaning before I got here so I'm going to help clean more" I said making his eyes widen in surprise noticing my change in demnor about the mess "oh....Otay can I has owange juice in my sippy pease?" He asks, I chuckle nodding as I see Claire come out of the room with a HUGE tub as she pulls the lid off to explain the organization of it. There was a labeled box for everything inside. Sippies and bottles, pacis, colors, coloring books, littlespace clothes and favorites all had a different box. I pull out the favorites box first and notice it has a cute little wolf paci and sippy. I hold up the wolf sippy "is this the one you want filled?" I ask and he nods excitedly. I smile and get into the fridge filling it before handing it to him as Claire pulls out the colors box and the wolf coloring book from the favorites box.

She eyes me as I start with clearing the trash out into a large contractor bag I found under the sink. "How long have you been around littles" she asks, noting how I was being very OCD in my cleaning.

"Many of my patients used littlespace as a coping mechanism for severe trauma. Lots of phsychogists and therapists frown upon it but I let them embrace it. My office was filled with toys, coloring books and I kept kiddy drinks and snacks in my desk. Not everyone understands just how much it can help those who lost their childhood to abuse and trauma" I said as I cleaned my cleaning was quick and thorough cleaning every surface and dish before finding the correct spot for them.

The girl was watching me confused "wait so you're a doctor?" She asks

"Psychologist by degree therapist by trade" I respond before pulling a few things out of the fridge and pantry. Before turning to Jacob "do you want chili cheese dogs and mac and cheese or spaghetti" I ask, his eyes light up "BOF!" He says excitedly, making me chuckle. "Alright little one but you can only have a little of each if I make both we don't need you getting sick" I said, he nods and continues to color as I started the Hamburger for spaghetti. I'd never had a little of my own but I always wanted one. Now to find out my mate was one made my day.

Jacob was giggling quietly as he colors sipping at his juice every so often his wolf paci was clipped to his shirt. I drained the noodles for the Mac and cheese and put it in the pan again before doing the same for the spaghetti. I mixed the cheese sauce into the Mac and cheese first before moving on to mix the spaghetti sauce into the other noodles. I set them aside and started frying the hotdogs, the chili already done. I pulled one of the littlespace plates out of the favorites box with a fork and spoon putting a small portion of Mac and cheese and spaghetti in the smaller sections then making a chili cheese dog in the big portion. I cut the noodles up on the spaghetti before setting the plate on the table in a different spot then Jacob was coloring at. "Come wash your hands for dinner baby boy. You can color more after" I told him he jumped up from his seat running to the kitchen sink and quickly washing his hands before taking a seat in front of his food. "SISSA, BUBBA, IS FOOD TIME!" He shouted excitedly they both came into the kitchen, Zane looked shocked to see it damn near sparkling even after I'd been cooking.

"Huh, I don't think I've ever seen this kitchen so clean. Looks good" Zane said before making a plate opting for the spaghetti. The table was small, only meant for 4 people so I put a piece of paper on the page Jacob was coloring before putting the colors and book aside on a clean counter. I sat down with my own place and Claire made hers. Everyone eyed me as I ate my chili cheese dog with a fork and knife but I tried to ignore it.

"Why do you eat it with a fork?" Claire asks. I sigh "growing up where I did we never had finger foods, I was taught from a young age to use a fork and knife for everything considered finger foods" I said.

My mother's words rang from the letter I sighed setting the fork and knife down picking the chili cheese dog up and eating it like a normal person. It felt foreign and wrong but I was supposed to be fitting in, not acting like the vampire prince next in line for the throne. As I took a bite a large drop of chili hit my shirt. I quickly set it down and grabbed a napkin trying to get it off the shirt my eyes nearly watered as I fought with it only making it worse. My hands clenched as my throat closed up my heart beating way too fast as the panic set in. Never in my life have I spilled food on myself not once even as a child. My attire always perfectly picked out not an inch of disarray and here I sit with a glob of chili on my shirt.

A whimper leaves my mouth as I start hyperventilating everyone is looking at me in shock not sure how to handle the situation. Jacob no longer little, washed his hands before pulling me up from my chair. He was holding my face so I'd look up into his eyes that are bright with worry. "Breath in and exhale slowly, do you have asthma?" He asks and I shake my head he sighs in relief on that, as he guides me out of the dining room and into his he pulls the chili stained shirt off me grabbing a wash rag soaked in warm water from his bathroom before washing the residue off my chest. By then my breathing was back to normal and I felt like a freak, who has a panic attack over dropping food on their shirt!? He could see my thoughts in my eyes as he pulls me close.

"You're okay, it's okay we can wash the shirt, would blood calm you down right now?" He asks and I nod. Instead of going for a blood bag or something he puts his wrist to my mouth. I c**k my head looking at him. Blood sharing was a huge thing in vampire mates however there's never been a case of vampire werewolf mates documented before he wasn't sure if the blood was safe. "Baby you need blood, I've been researching vampires ever since I was a kid. Werewolf blood doesn't hurt just as a werewolf bite killing a vampire is a myth. The moon goddess wouldn't have put us together if it would be dangerous to either of us" he says calmingly. I knew if I bit him I'd become dependant on his blood, that's how vampire mating works, just as werewolves bite their mates necks to start the eternal bond. As if instinct was overpowering my will not to hurt him my fangs sunk into his wrist. He let out a groan not of pain but of pleasure. He held me to his chest as I drank, the arm not held to my mouth slipped under my short tracing the lines of my defined chest and abdomen before dipping lower. I knew if he kept this up we'd be fully mated before sunfall.