"You don't know what kind of life he would've been forced to lead had things happened differently."
Angel's voice is barely above a whisper, but he knows she can hear him. He doesn't dare disturb his son, wanting to give the sleeping infant every single luxury he was denied after Holtz stole him away to Quor'toh. Connor would be raised as he ought to have, would grow up in this world instead of a barren hell dimension that warped his mind and taught him to fight for his life at every twist and turn. And if this was a cruel joke, he was going to personally rip the Senior Partners limb from limb for dangling this in front of him and refusing to let him have it. Every inch of his being ached to believe this was real, but true to his nature, there was always that thread of doubt and suspicion lingering in the back of his mind.
It kept him on his toes.
Connor mewls in his sleep, turning his head instinctively towards his father's hand, pressing his little forehead against Angel's fingers. The vampire smiles. "I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere."
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Angel's voice is barely above a whisper, but he knows she can hear him. He doesn't dare disturb his son, wanting to give the sleeping infant every single luxury he was denied after Holtz stole him away to Quor'toh. Connor would be raised as he ought to have, would grow up in this world instead of a barren hell dimension that warped his mind and taught him to fight for his life at every twist and turn. And if this was a cruel joke, he was going to personally rip the Senior Partners limb from limb for dangling this in front of him and refusing to let him have it. Every inch of his being ached to believe this was real, but true to his nature, there was always that thread of doubt and suspicion lingering in the back of his mind.
It kept him on his toes.
Connor mewls in his sleep, turning his head instinctively towards his father's hand, pressing his little forehead against Angel's fingers. The vampire smiles. "I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere."