Forcing his memories back, Ascian walked out of the room. As he walked out, he saw Ahren and Mirela. She was carrying him while feeding but her face was not as good as before. He could feel it, as a mother she cannot let anything happen to her son and she was just totally different from his mother.

She loved Ahren as if he was his life, the things she endured just to go to her son was something his mother couldn't even think. Even if his mother was in the same situation as Mirela, she would never come to him.


He sighed and shook his mother's annoying pictures away from his head and walked towards Mirela. Wrapping his arm around her waist he playfully pulled her to him. She was angry with him and that made him so fucking happy.

She even slapped him, Ascian chuckled with that thought and looked at her. She was already looking at him with fury but she couldn't move his hand because she was holding Ahren with both of her hands. Stroking her waist, he traveled his fingers around her waist and then downwards.

"Ascian.. Move" he heard her warning, her sound was extremely low and her eyes were aiming daggers at him but he acted as if he was a deaf man until Mirela stepped on his foot making him hissed from pain.


"Daddy?"

Ahren looked at him with a surprised look and he forcefully smiled at him before looking at Mirela. Then he removed his arm from her waist and took Ahren. Then he sighed and kissed his forehead. He really loves this little guy.


"Ahren, did you ever feel something strange? Just like you have a strength in you?" he asked.

Then Ahren waited for a while and looked at Mirela, then he slowly nodded at Ascian and wrapped his arms around his neck. Then with a little cute sigh he looked at Ascian and spoke.

"I felt something burning inside of daddy, and again it become cool just like winter"

Ascian's heart tightened hearing him. He looked at Mirela and then again looked at Ahren, patting his back Ascian whispered something against his little ear without letting Mirela hear what he was telling.

"Daddy will teach you how to control them"

Even though Ahren couldn't understand what he meant, he just nodded with a beautiful smile on his face. Then Ascian's eyes fell on Mirela, she was looking at him with an angry face, she had the right to be angry at him because he's not telling her anything and hiding things from her.

"He's mine, not yours. I gave birth to him, not you" walking towards him she said.

Then took Ahren from his hands and walked away, Ascian chuckled and nodded at her because he was helpless. Of course she gave birth to him because no man can give birth but wasn't it because of him?

"Mirela, it's my sperm!"

He shamelessly said, then she stopped and looked back at him with wide eyes. Those gorgeous blue eyes were filled with fire, if she could burn him to ashes, he's already done. He shamelessly smirked at her and winked.

"Bastard!" she moved her lips, not letting the sound come out. She was a good mother and there was no way she would let her son hear bad words. Then she walked out of the house, ignoring him completely.

Ascian stayed calmly for a while and then walked upstairs as he entered the room. Then he grabbed a few weapons and put them inside of the bag he was going to take tomorrow with him. Not only weapons but also clothes for Ahren, he didn't know how many days he would have to stay there with Ahren but he just simply grabbed a few clothes for him and put them inside of the bag.

Then walking towards the drawer, he stopped. His heart clenched remembering something, slowly opening the door of the corner drawer, he took out a little box. Looking at it for a while, he slowly opened it.

Seeing Mirela's pearl earrings, his mind started to remind him what happened between them three years ago and how she struggled and cried on the bed because of the pain of rejection. Letting out a deep sigh, he put the little box inside of his pocket and placed the bed he arranged on the drawer.

He placed it on the drawer because that was the only place where Mirela couldn't reach because she was a lot shorter than him. If she saw what's inside of the bag, she would again argue with him.

Then he left the room and went downstairs, after waiting for a while, he walked out of the house and walked through the courtyard. Then he stopped seeing Mirela cuddling Ahren while showing him flowers. Ascian was utterly speechless seeing her.

'Does she think that the child in her arms is a girl? Showing flowers to a boy? Urgh'

He spoke to himself and walked towards them. Seeing him coming towards them, Mirela frowned and looked away as she took a few steps away wanting to leave the place but Ascian stopped her by wrapping his arm around her waist.

"Ahren, you like flowers?" he asked.

Then Ahren looked at him and bit his lower lip, making him laugh. Of course, as his son, Ahren shouldn't like flowers because he also doesn't like them. He looked at Mirela's annoyance filled face and smirked.

"He's not a little girl Mirela, don't show him flowers, just show him the reality by taking him to see warriors fighting" he uttered.

He was now joking, he wanted his son to be a strong man in the future, just like him, his son should also be the alpha of alphas. He should have mercy with him and that's how a perfect alpha should be.

"Ascian, he's a kid." Mirela sighed and looked at him as she shook her head. He knows that his son is a kid but he needs the little boy to be strong from his younger age. He knew that Ahren was not someone normal.

Ahren was just like him and he already had power in his body. He just saw the way he stabbed a matured man. So he was sure that Ahren would never be killed inside of the blood forest, even if he left him there alone.

"I know he's a kid but as my son, he should be like me. Don't you think Mirela?" with a smile he asked.

Mirela looked into his eyes for a while and clenched her jaws angrily. Making her angry was fun to him because she was just cute when she was angry. She let out a deep sigh and calmed herself before talking.

"Why don't you have another son with someone else? So you can train him as a killer machine but not my son" Ascian laughed hearing her.

"But I've already marked you Mirela, and having one son is enough" he patted Ahren's head and took him to his arms. Then he threw him onto the air, listening to Ahren's cute and sweet laughter.

"Mirela, there's something inside of my pocket. Take it" without looking at her, he said. His all attention was his son. Ahren was just so fucking similar to him. His every feature was just inherited by him but at the same time, he had Mirela's innocent look on him.

"What is it?" Mirela asked him. Then she slowly put her hand into his pocket and took the little box out.

Ascian stopped what he was doing and looked at Mirela with a smile as she opened the little box. His eyes moistened seeing it and he could clearly see the happiness in her after seeing what her brother gave her and what she lost for three years.