fated or sealed

RAVEN POINT OF VIEW

3 weeks, He has not come back since, I keep replaying him yelling at me over and over again, thinking how I could make things different.

Currently however I am in a hospital with Katie and Marie and a positive test in my hands, I am pregnant.

The nurse gets a screen and tells me I am 3 weeks and luckily my friend is the nurse, Sally and she lets me know it is hybrid, well tribrid, sort of, you will find out what else I am later.

“werewolf. Vampire and Mermaid”

Yes I am part mermaid, and vampire, wait...”Did you say part werewolf” she simply nodded.

“that means...” she nodded once more.

“Damon” I say simply as my hands wonder across my stomach.

I smile absentmindedly.

I walked and told my father and Zayne I was pregnant, I could not tell Zayne that the baby is part werewolf or he would force abortion.

“We must move the wedding up my king”

“I best let Carla and Kai know this, They want their son to attend, out of respect” my father says wondering off to make the calls.

“Do not go near him, I worry for you” he smiles, darkness swirling in his crimson eyes, I gulp and nod.

I Walk back to my chambers pacing when King Kai and Queen Carla arrive.

“congratulations on my grandchild” The queen whispers in my ear as she hugs me, I immediately froze.

“Do not worry. We can sense our own family, You are part of our family, we will not tell anyone right now, You have our word, Not till your ready child” King kai says smiling.

I simply nod and bow “Thank you your majesties”

“Please, just Kai and Carla will be fine” Kai smiles ear to ear.

I spend hours talking with the king and queen when Damon bursts in the room, Kayla behind him with a baby boy wrapped in blanket.

The queen and king excuse themselves with Kayla and their grandson, It stings to know that he has a child.

I sit on my balcony looking at the twinkling stars above.

“H...hi, I am sorry for before, What I said, I...” he sighed.

“it is fine, Do not worry, I understand...” even though I did not understand it, at all I....

“Look I know I f****d up, Bigtime, I should not have blown up at you like that, Please, forgive me, I should of asked what happened, your friend Katie gave me a right slap to by the way” he smirked

“It was well deserved” I whispered biting my lip, maybe I should forgive him, he is still my child’s dad.

“Okay, this once you are forgiven, Do not make that mistake again, Look while your here, I am pregnant, with a hybrid baby” I slowly await his reaction.

“WHAT YOUR FU....WAIT, hybrid ?” I simply nod.

“As in....Me and you.....hybrid....” It is not quite that simple though technically.

“As in Vampire, werewolf and....ermmm yes” I looked away, He will think i am a freak.

“And what? “

“Mermaid” i mutter.

His eyes widen in realisation and he picks me up twirling me around, triggering my sickness, I slapped his arm, he put me down and I ran to the ensuite bathroom and threw all the contents within my tummy.

Just then some bloke walked in with Katie, Katie rushes over to me rubbing my back then turned on Damon.

“WHAT THE f**k DID I TELL YOU...”

He put his hands up in surrender and the bloke Katie came in with was laughing, Why is he laughing, Katie will have his head, I am sure Damon will too.

“So this is your mate Killian” Damon smirked, my eyes grew wide in realisation and I jumped on Katie shouting my congratulations.

“yeah man, Katie you know Damon here”

“I...err...” I am so confused, can someone fill me the f**k in already before I seriously grill them all, that sounds yummy right now, grilled deer, wait ewe.

“Sorry, Love this is Killian, Best friend and a f*****g weirdo, Honestly If he messes up or around, Your fiery friend here will grill him alive” Damon laughed.

I Laughed to imagining Katie losing her anger, goddess that will be so funny, especially with her at 5 ft. 3 and him at 7ft.

“Don’t you dare princess” she smirked, oh f**k I am screwed, She knows every little thing about me.

“Remember when you ran naked through the woods” I blushed hiding behind Damon.

“She kept that hidden, Wait...why were you naked” bunching his eyebrows together in confusion.

“She was getting chased by a bee, She thought blood smelt like honey back then and yep, She ran” Damon laughed at me.

Tears welled in my eyes, It was not funny why would he laugh, I f*****g hate hormones, I am going kill him if he keeps laughing, he was laughing a good 5 minutes before he saw the tears, streaking my cheeks.

“Hey, you okay” I shook my head.

“Hor...mones...” Katie whispered.

“Hey, it is okay, f**k, I got deal with something, Will you be okay, I will be right back you have my word love” I nodded.

The grand bedchamber of the obsidian palace was silent save for the crackle of the hearth, casting a warm, amber glow across the heavy velvet drapes. Princess Raven reclined against a mountain of silk pillows, her breathing soft and rhythmic. Her pregnancy had softened her usual sharp edges, giving her skin a luminous, ethereal glow. The gentle swell of her belly house a peaceful, growing life—a beautiful bond between two distinct worlds.

The heavy wooden doors creaked open, and Prince Damon stepped into the room. His broad shoulders relaxed the moment his gaze landed on her. The primal, restless energy of the werewolf prince always quieted in her presence. He discarded his heavy furs and walked with effortless, predatory grace toward the bed, his amber eyes burning with a mixture of fierce possessiveness and profound tenderness.

“You look breath-taking, my love,” Damon mutterd, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that sent a delicious shiver down Raven’s spine.

He slid onto the mattress, his large, calloused hand immediately finding its way to her rounded stomach. He leaned down, pressing a soft, reverent kiss to the warm skin of her belly, whispering a quiet greeting to their unborn child. The sheer contrast of his raw, masculine power yielding so completely to her vulnerability was intoxicating.

Raven reached out, her fingers tangling in his thick, dark hair, pulling him up to meet her lips. The kiss began with a slow, simmering heat—a breathless reunion of souls. Damon’s touch was uncharacteristically cautious, intensely mindful of her delicate state, but Raven pulled him closer, groaning softly into his mouth, craving the fiery intensity only he could provide.