"Do you mind." The woman snorted in annoyance.

Otto didn’t realize how long he had been staring until she had snapped at him.

"My apologies." He said quickly regaining his senses. "I thought you were someone else."

He couldn’t help it.

Here he was in a city thousands of miles away from anywhere he had last been and a random woman looked familiar.

She had unusually short dark hair that was at her shoulder and the edges tucked behind her ear.

Her lashes were long and she had smallish lips.

She wasn’t like the regular woman you met.

In fact she seemed like someone who looked like trouble.

Perhaps in her late twenty summers?

Her cold dark eyes told a different tale and yet she looked so fucking familiar.

She seemed ready to snap at him further until her eyes went to the bundle at his chest, and those eyes of hers softened.

"You would think that with a child you would be more careful how you move around." She chastised but gently.

And then all of a sudden the strangest thing happened.

The material where her breasts rested on became damp.

At the exact spot where her two nipples would be.

She became red and Otto not realizing his eyes were steady locked on her nipples, received a dirty slap that sent his head backward.

"You fucking bastard." She hissed and she was gone in a matter of seconds.

Otto simply stared unsure of what the fuck has just happened.

He just stood there for a couple of seconds until he realized people were looking at him.

He adjusted his bag and walked into the crowd.

The last thing he needed right now was any sort of attention.

A short while after, Otto found himself an Inn.

He was in a small room with warm water brought in by one of the servants and was now giving the baby a bath.

Cleaning baby poo in the first few weeks had been hell and now he had gotten used to it.

After cleaning up the baby and feeding him some milk, baby Apollo was fast asleep.

Otto had to admit that he was in fact doing a good job at this.

Better than he had expected to do.

Perhaps if he didn’t hear any information from Eleanor, he could stay and raise Apollo himself.

He was getting terribly fond of the boy even though he had highly disliked children.

Always wanted them far away from him and yet this one was growing on him

But who blamed the baby anyways.

Already headed for a tragic start.

Jasmine’s dead had hit him because he had never expected it.

Had never known such kindness from anyone like her.

Treated him like a wolf with feelings. Never cared he was rabid.

She was like a light in the darkness of the world.

And just as corrupt and cruel the world was it had taken her away.

The one good it had.

Gone from the surface of the earth.

Just like that.

He didn’t know anyone who would have gone through the hell she had and still had a good heart.

He watched as the little blonde boy was fast asleep.

Perhaps it truly wasn’t a bad idea if he raised him.

After all, if his monster grandfather didn’t find him, then hell wouldn’t be reigned in the world.

Perhaps Apollo could live a normal life.

And perhaps the world would be safe.

Otto rose up and stretched his body.

He walked to the windows and ensured it was locked.

He then covered it with a curtain before he proceeded to going down to the ground floor of the Inn.

"What can I get you?" The Shewolf with a large blossom cleaning cups asked him.

"I need ale." He requested. "The strongest you have."

A heavy cup was placed at his front in minutes and he drank it down.

He had no idea what the name of this town was.

He had gone so far he didn’t know where he was anymore.

He just had to keep on going.

After some meal he went to rest with the baby at his side.

He decided then and there, that he would raise Apollo and protect him from any danger.

❧

Otto’s eyes sprung open instantly.

Everywhere was dark and yet his wolf had risen instantly.

Instinctively, he turned to his side.

The baby was still sound asleep.

He breathed a sigh of relief and then he sat up and walked to the windows.

He set the curtains aside and watched the beautiful half moon.

The lady he had met came flashing to him.

Why did a woman he had never met look familiar in a place he had never set foot in before.

As he stood thinking, he heard a large crash from the window across the room.

He snarled and his claws came off instantly.

He saw two figures standing before him in the room.

Loyalists of Adrien.

He knew instantly

Otto lunged at one before they could attack him.

He spilt the arm of the first attacker, making him scream in agonizing pain but Otto covered his mouth.

The last thing he needed was public attention. Then he broke his neck before he dropped dead.

He swung the body of the first at the second before landing on them.

He plunged his claws inside the tummy of the second and pulled out his entire organs.

He was dead in seconds

Otto felt a third shadow that he hadn’t noticed in time.

The hairs at the back of his neck rose in alarm.

Something was wrong.

The loyalists came up before him in the shape of shadow and then disappeared behind him.

"NO!" Otto screamed knowing what was going to happen.

The shadow engulfed the bed like a puff of smoke and made Otto the more anxious.

But by the time he made it to the bed, the bed was empty.

Not even a baby blanket.

R baby had been taken.