Gavin and I appeared fresh-faced at lunchtime, but we both still felt drained. My tiger looked much more relieved and relaxed, which made Zaire's jaw drop when he saw us come in.

"Gavin, you're glowing!" he exclaimed, gesturing to his cousin.

I giggled when Gavin's cheerful expression turned into one of confusion. "He means the dark aura around you is basically gone now."

"Oh, I guess that makes sense."

"It does!" I grinned.

Gavin wrapped an arm around my shoulders and kissed my cheek. "Thank you for making me glow, Anwyll."

I blushed and nuzzled his jaw with a happy smile. "It's my pleasure to see you so happy."

Gavin grinned. "And it's my pleasure to see you so happy."

Zaire hurried over and gave Gavin a hug, which made my tiger tense. I rubbed his back to calm him down. It worked as well as it could. Zaire gasped quietly when Gavin returned the hug.

"Maybe I'll tell you my story one of these days to you too, Zaire. I missed you. I wanted to see you so badly throughout those years we were separated."

I smiled, my tail wiggling when Zaire's shoulders began to shake. I rubbed his back, too. I hugged them both, my tail whirling. I was so happy for the two of them.

Two pairs of arms picked me up, sharing my body. My tail smacked the two when they kissed my cheeks. I giggled happily, kissing them both in return.

"Thank you, Anwyll." they said together, making me grin.

"Aw, you guys are so cute." I giggled, hugging Zaire, then Gavin. "Love you."

Zaire's caramel eyes brightened even more. "Love you too, Anwyll."

Gavin responded the same, then they set me down. I bounced over to greet my daddy, peeking behind me to see the cousins talking with smiles on their faces. My heart pounded with joy.

"Hey, baby." whispered Daddy, putting me on his lap while he sat. I knew where this was going, but I was happy to stay in my daddy's arms. "Did something happen?"

"Gavin opened up to me. I'm so happy, but so sad at the same time. He didn't deserve that."

Daddy nodded, curling down to kiss my cheek. "No one deserves what he went through. He is strong, is he not?"

"Mm, but it's okay to be weak when you're with people you know and trust." I said, rubbing my back on my daddy's torso.

"That is correct, my baby boy."

"There is always the chance of being betrayed, but I can't stomach that thought. I can't imagine what Rose went through, especially if he is really old."

Daddy petted my hair. "You're a good boy, Anwyll."

"Thank you, Daddy." I grinned, then reached for the food when it was placed down by Dian, since he was on serving duty for lunch today.

He laughed when he watched Daddy push my hands down. It was a bowl of soup this time; vegetable barley with beef. There was spinach in there, and carrots, broccoli, and some sweet potato from what I could see.

Once the table was set and everyone was seated, Daddy said a quick prayer, then readied a bite for me. He blew on it before placing the spoon at my lips. I carefully wrapped my lips around it and hummed in delight when the tasty flavors burst on my tongue. Daddy chuckled when he felt my tail hitting his leg.

I did my best to be careful, and managed to finish the bowl without spilling a drop. Daddy was very pleased and rewarded me with a soft kiss.

After lunch, Zaire and I played the new game in his room. He taught me how to play with a controller, so I was fighting baddies alongside him. I thought that was so cool. The graphics were really clear and the controls were pretty easy to learn. Zaire may or may not have bruises from my tail whipping across his lower back. He didn't seem to mind, though.

After we played a few older games he had, we cuddled up on the bed and snoozed for awhile. It was so comfortable that I wanted to stay forever, but Daddy needed me.

Zaire gave me a hug and deep kiss as a goodbye, then waved at me with laughter on his lips while I wobbled away to Daddy's office.

I knocked on the door. Daddy let me in, and Ambrose was off to the right, in one of two leather chairs. He looked surprised to see me.

"Hi, Rose." I smiled shyly, remembering what I said on accident yesterday.

Ambrose dipped his head, although his silver gaze was trained on me with a critical stare. Daddy ushered me past Ambrose, then picked up my form and set my butt in his lap as he sat down. I snuggled in while Daddy petted my hair.

"What is the little wolf here for?" asked Ambrose.

I pouted at him, but said nothing. Daddy kissed my head, squeezing my waist.

"Why, can I not have my son here?"

Ambrose's eyes widened. "What!"

I tilted my head. "Daddy is my real daddy."

Ambrose was stunned into silence. Daddy got to work on his computer, so I watched what he was up to. Daddy was messaging someone who said they wanted to video chat. I didn't understand, but I trusted Daddy.

Daddy turned on some music on low, but my ears perked. My tail began to thump against Daddy's leg in time to the beat, and I felt my hips wiggle. My daddy's chuckle made me flush, but I liked this kind of swing type music with a peppy beat.

I began to sway, my ears moving in time. Daddy kissed my head, so I looked up with a grin. He smirked at me, so I nuzzled his jaw in response. The song ended when he pecked my lips, so I settled back and closed my eyes.

"Alexandre, are you being completely serious?" asked Ambrose.

"Yes, Ambrose. Anwyll is my son."

I purred, rubbing my cheek on my daddy's chest. He hummed, petting my head and ears.

Ambrose just stared. "Why is he here?"

"My clan is seeking a meeting with him." responded Daddy, his body tensing underneath and around me.

I tugged on his hand at my head, then pressed kisses to his knuckles. Daddy sighed and leaned back.

"Why, though? They want nothing to do with races other than their own."

Daddy rubbed his face. "My baby shifted into a dragon-wolf the day before yesterday."

Ambrose's jaw dropped. "What? When? Where? Why?"

My eyebrows rose. "The day before yesterday, before we left for the mall. It was inside Blaine's room, because I was furious."

"Why were you upset, little wolf?"

"Mm, Matteo attacked Blaine and hurt him." I whimpered, my bottom lip trembling.

Ambrose's silver gaze held my violet orbs, compassion in his own eyes. I bit my bottom lip, then squeezed my daddy's hand. He hugged my waist, curling down to kiss my temple.

I smiled a bit, then closed my eyes. Daddy got back to work for awhile, then I felt him kissing my face. I yawned softly, rubbing my eyes.

"Baby, I am going to start a video chat with my clan leader and the leading researcher. If you do not feel like talking much, I will not blame you." said Daddy, so I nodded and snuggled closer.

"Okay, Daddy."

"Good boy, Anwyll."

I giggled sleepily from the praise Daddy gave me. He cooed at my suppose cuteness, showering me with kisses. I beamed, kissing him back.

"Okay, baby. Relax for me."

I nodded, then saw a circle moving on the screen. A chat system was on there, and suddenly Daddy and I appeared in one corner. My eyebrows shot up, but relaxed once I saw the main screen connect. Two faces I didn't recognize appeared.

My ears lowered when I saw the disgust on their faces. "Please don't be rude."

Their eyes widened, and Daddy laughed aloud.

"The audacity! Have you taught it no manners?"

"Manners?" I asked. "What about yours? You just looked at me like I was scum off a bog, and you even called me an 'it'! You're the ones with audacity, considering that you wanted to speak with me."

Daddy was cracking up at the flabbergasted expressions of his lovely clan leader and the head researcher of said clan. I peeked at Ambrose, and his eyes were filled with mirth. His lips curled into a small smile, which almost made me grin. I was still a a bit annoyed.

"Enough nonsense. I require an apology. You have been quite rude to me." said the clan leader.

"If you require an apology, so do I. I have said nothing but truth, but if that offends you, then you'd hate to hear my story." I huffed, biting my left cheek.

Pale blue eyes, nearly clear, stared at me. I stared back. The man had silvery-blue hair, and he looked kind of similar to Daddy. That made me confused.

"You are certainly Alexandre's son." he sighed, rubbing his temples. "And my grandson."

My eyes widened, and I twisted around to look at Daddy. "Wait, what?"

He chuckled. "Yes, Anwyll, my father is the clan leader."

I turned my head back to look at the rude man who was supposed to be my grandfather. He tilted his head to the side and looked over me.

"Alexandre, he does not have dragon features."

"No, he does not." responded Daddy, with some pride in his voice. "And he neither has the pretentious dragon traits that most seem to have, such as yourself."

Grandfather sighed and leaned back, annoyance clear on his face. "This is going nowhere. Show me his dragon form."

"I refuse." I said swiftly and firmly, which made the woman's mint green eyes widen.

"But you must!" she exclaimed. "A hybrid dragon has been impossible thus far!"

I raised an eyebrow. "Okay, but that doesn't get over the fact that Grandfather hates the idea of a non-purebred dragon as well as any other race aside from his own kind. That's not a fair deal here. While I may have been rude to you both, you deserved it. Why should I give you respect when you've given me none at all?"

Something changed in my grandfather's eyes. He snorted, though, and shook his head.

"It seems as though we will get nowhere today. Send your mother a picture, Alexandre, and we will see."

Both of my eyebrows shot up when the woman eagerly nodded. So she was my grandmother? I guess she kinda looks like Daddy. Her hair is reminiscent of his eyes.

"Actually, I refuse to cooperate until you show my son the respect he deserves. He's more than what he appears to be, dearest Father and Mother, and soon you will know of it." growled Daddy, his menacing expression startling his parents before he ended the call.

We sighed in relief.

"Well, that was something." I muttered, scrubbing my face with my hands. "I never thought the clan leader would be your father, but I guess that makes sense."

Daddy hummed, petting my hair. "How come?"

"He didn't approve of your marriage to Mom, so he was the one that forced you into playing his game. Am I right or wrong, Daddy?"

He sighed. "You are correct, my baby boy. He was the one who put me under the highest tier of magic control possible to make sure I left. Although I am to blame for leaving you, he shares the burden as well. But it is no burden to him. He does not care."

I turned around and snuggled in, feeling his arms wrap around my body.

"Well, maybe it's time to make him care."

"I do not know how we would do that, my little wolf. He is hard and cold."

I pouted a bit. "Daddy, I saw an expression in his eyes other than coldness, shock, and irritation."

"Oh? And what was that, my baby?" asked Daddy, amusement in his tone.

"He looked proud for a moment."

Daddy froze. "Really?"

"Yeah, because I think that respect is important to him. And because I demanded the same respect that he desired from me, I think he liked the fact that I didn't cower under him."

Daddy weakly chuckled. "My father is certainly no match for your mother's cruelty. And you, my little wolf, have a strength inside you that none can attain so easily."

"I hope I can overcome his dislike and hatred for other races. It would be nice if he ended up liking me, because that's one more person to add to the family roster."

Daddy smiled and kissed my head. "You are such a little treasure, Anwyll."

"Mm," I mumbled, my blush deepening. "Say, Daddy?"

"Yes?"

"May I ask a few questions regarding your parents and the clan itself?"

Daddy showered me with kisses again, pausing to reject another video call from his parents. They had sent five requests already and a lot of angry messages.

"Of course, baby. Fire away." finally said Daddy, while he stroked my head and ears.

"Um, let's see... What are their names?"

"Alexios and Antonia DeLuca." responded Daddy, a sigh on his lips. "They have been alive for a good six hundred years; married for five hundred and fifty of those long years. Father is a champion of the old ways, while Mother is always researching modern theories to do with birthrate in our dragon clan."

I nodded in thought. "What is the name of the clan?"

"Draconia's Silver Shield, but most just call it the Draconia Clan."

"I see..." I murmured. "Is there anything I should be warned about with your parents?"

"My father is allergic to sunflower seeds, he's terrified of drowning, his favorite meal is chicken parmesan, and he gets sunburned easily. As for my mother, she hates tulips, her favorite food type is bagels, she overworks herself, and loves taking naps with my father when, or if at all, possible."

I giggled, then hummed. "Okay, um, do you have any siblings?"

Daddy nodded. "An older brother who is not your typical dragon, but he is still tolerated enough by the clan to get by. I also have a younger sister and she is a normal dragon like my own self."

"I wonder why your parents could get those results? Was Grandmother experimenting on herself?"

"You know, that is a possibility." murmured Daddy, then he kissed my head.

I pursed my lips and kissed Daddy's neck. I had to scoot up a bit higher for that.

"Thank you, Daddy." I grinned, hugging his neck.

"You are very welcome, baby. How about you spend some time with Ambrose while I get back to work?"

"Mmkay, Daddy. I love you." I beamed, pressing a quick smooch to his lips.

Daddy chuckled with a broad grin. "I love you too, baby."

Ambrose stood and opened the door, so I followed him out. Once he closed the door, we stood in silence. I peered up at him, wondering if he was going to say something.

Instead, I was scooped up into his arms. I curled in them, nuzzling Ambrose's chest. The vampire chuckled deeply as he carrier me upstairs and to his room. Once he placed me on his bed, Ambrose firmly shut the door. I tilted my head when I heard a clunk. I guess Ambrose had magic, too.

My tail wagged when Ambrose neared me again. He stood at the edge of the bed, just staring analyzing me through that. I pouted a bit, then lay down and curled up. My fluffy tail shielded my face from view. The bed dipped and a single finger pushed down my tail. I watched Ambrose's face as he watched mine. Finally, I closed my eyes, then rubbed my face on the sheets and purred when I scented Ambrose.

The bed dipped more and I felt body heat settle over me. I flushed when I opened my eyes and saw him hovering over my small body on his hands and knees. His silver gaze bore into me. I rolled over and cautiously reached for his face.

Ambrose assented, lowering his head. My fingers made contact with his handsome face, and I let out a slow breath. My smile was filled with happiness, so Ambrose must have been startled.

"Daviel needs to feed." he rumbled, but my smile didn't abate.

"Okay, I'll take this off." I said, pointing at my hoodie.

Ambrose stopped my hands when they curled under the hem. I dropped my hands to the side and felt him start to undress me. I purred with a soft mewl when he brushed over my nipples. His fingertips were rough from years of work, but they felt amazing on my skin.

Ambrose peeled off my t-shirt, too. He paused for a second to look at my lower half. I blushed when he raised an eyebrow.

"Quite fetching," he breathed, popping the button on my tiny shorts. He unzipped them, tugging the shorts down.

Ambrose pulled down my underwear to my shorts, then propped my neck and head up with a pillow. He lay over me, then nosed my throat while he palmed my cock. I moaned, holding onto him. Ambrose startled, but then I felt the aura change.

"Daviel!" I mewled, my hips trembling as he cupped and massaged my sensitive bits.

Daviel growled, licking my neck in slow strokes. "My beautiful little wolf, I need your taste."

"Please, take what you nee—eek!" I gasped when his fangs sunk into my neck. Daviel purred as I moaned, my body trembling.

His fingers toyed with my cock and teased my hole, which made me almost delirious with pleasure. His fingers slid to my sac, so he played with my tiny balls. I tried to squeeze my thighs shut to stave my impending release, but it was impossible. It only created more friction.

The slow, gentle sucks on my neck felt strange and oddly pleasurable. I was already close to bursting and not much time had passed. Daviel squeezed my cock, which made me whine, but I felt a bit better about my impending orgasm. It had abated slightly with the sharp pain.

Daviel's tongue was pressed against my throat as he fed, but it began to move a bit. I mewed when it stroked and extra sensitive part. Down below, Daviel kept teasing me with the chance to climax, only to take it away a moment later.

Finally, Daviel had mercy on me and stroked my cock to completion. I howled my release, my body shaking from the force of it. I felt Daviel's fangs slide out of me with startling clarity, and his tongue sliding over my neck to clean the wounds. The holes began to close. I felt itchy while they healed, but Daviel distracted me by cleaning my fluid from my tummy.

I shivered, eyeing his pleased face as he licked up the mess I made. His red eyes met my tired violet.

"Do you need to sleep, little wolf?"

"Mm, so please lay with me?" I asked, reaching out to him while he tugged my underwear all the way off with the shorts. Daviel left my socks on.

His red eyes glittered with arousal, but he accepted my request and lay down. I felt a bit chilly, but Daviel lay partially on top of my body and curled his arms around me in a protective embrace. I smiled and nuzzled his chest, closing my eyes.

"Thank you, Anwyll."

That sounded like a mix of Ambrose and Daviel saying that, but I couldn't be sure as I snuggled deeper and fell asleep.