It's starting... I can feel it. The pups are coming.
eyes widen Shit, really? Okay, stay calm. We need a plan. Any ideas?
panting heavily We need to find a safe place for the delivery. Somewhere quiet and clean.
grabs a blanket Come on, let's head towards that cave over there. It's away from prying eyes.
nods, taking Virtuosoda's hand Lead the way, love. I'll follow your lead. They make their way towards the cave, Lycanor bracing for the impending arrival
stutters nervously Just... just breathe, okay? We're almost there. You're doing great.
stops abruptly, clutching his stomach Oh gods... the contractions... they're getting stronger. I need to get into position...
frantically Alright, alright! Get down on all fours, love! Let me help you!
low growl I don't have time to explain. Just trust me and help me. positions himself on all fours, preparing for the intense pain to come
blinks in surprise Alright, alright! Here goes nothing. Just breathe, okay? On the count of three, we'll do this together. One... two... three! Together they support Lycanor's weight as the first pup slips out
pauses for a moment, catching his breath It's a boy... our son. smiles warmly at Virtuosoda
laughs softly Well, hello there, little guy. You've got your daddy's eyes.
gently cradles the newborn pup in his hands He's perfect. looks up at Virtuosoda with adoration We did it, love. We have a beautiful son.
tears well up in her eyes He's...he's perfect, Lycanor. Our little miracle.
carefully passes the newborn pup to Virtuosoda Hold him close, love. Our son needs your warmth and love. Lycanor feels a surge of love and protectiveness for their new family As Lycanor and Virtuosoda bask in the joy of their newborn son, they realize the weight of responsibility that comes with parenthood. They vow to give their son a safe and loving home, protecting him from any danger that may come their way.
sniffles, wiping away tears He's...he's so tiny. What should we name him, Lycanor?
runs his fingers gently through Virtuosoda's hair His name...his name will be Eldrid. It means "noble" and "descendant of kings".
whispers Eldrid...I like it. He's our little king, isn't he?
stands up, still holding Eldrid in his arms Yes, he is. Our little king, destined to rule our hearts and our pack.
laughs lightly And here I thought we were having twins. Looks like we're starting small.
walks over to the bed and gently lays Eldrid down We'll need to take turns keeping watch. Make sure he's safe and comfortable.
raising an eyebrow Keep watch? Like...night watch? For a newborn?
leans in closer, his deep voice filled with determination Our son may be small, but he's vulnerable.
laughs Vulnerable? To what, Lycanor? Snakes? Spiders?
narrows his eyes, his voice filled with intensity No, my love. He's vulnerable to the dangers that lurk in the shadows, the ones that seek to harm him because of who his parents are. As his parents, it's our duty to protect him, no matter what it takes.
laughs Shadows, Lycanor? We're not living in a dark fantasy novel. Besides, he's just a baby. He can't even walk yet.
locks eyes with Virtuosoda, his gaze unwavering I know it may seem foolish, but we can't afford to take any chances.
stands tall, his deep voice resonating with determination I won't let anything happen to our son.
starts pacing around the room, his mind working overtime We need to fortify this cabin, make it impenetrable.
pauses in his pacing, looking at Virtuosoda with a serious expression We'll need to gather materials and start building a protective perimeter around the cabin.
stops pacing and looks directly at Virtuosoda, his eyes intense We'll need iron bars, thick wooden planks, and plenty of nails.
confused Iron bars? But that would block out all light... Are you sure about this, Lycanor?
paces back and forth, his deep voice filled with urgency Virtuosoda, I understand your concerns, but we can't risk leaving our son unprotected.
hesitant Fine, I trust you. Let's do it.
starts making a list of tasks, his deep voice filled with determination First, we need to gather the materials.
raises an eyebrow And where exactly are we supposed to find iron bars and thick wooden planks in the middle of the forest?
pauses in his pacing, his eyes glinting with determination I know a place not too far from here.
squints suspiciously A place, huh? And why haven't we heard about it before?
takes a deep breath, his deep voice filled with conviction Because it's been hidden, kept secret for centuries.
rolls her eyes Secret hideout, huh? This better be worth it, Lycanor.
pauses and looks at Virtuosoda with a mix of vulnerability and determination
crosses her arms Well? Are you going to tell me or not?
takes a deep breath and reaches out to hold Virtuosoda's hands There's something I need to tell you... I'm not just a werewolf.