Almost 13 years have come and gone. Alice hasn't aged a day, neither did Tate. He made Alice change him. Being that he was only a werewolf and a warlock, it meant that he would age quicker than Alice would and eventually die.
When Alice changed him...
Dinner was quiet, other than Morana and Anna's blooming friendship. They would talk about their abilities and interests. That wasn't what I was paying attention to. Lucifer was nervous. His leg was shaking impatiently.
"I'm fine," He said.
He must have noticed that I had taken concern.
"Are you sure?" I asked, as I touched his hand.
"James is fighting me right now. He wants to come out, but I cant let him. Not yet," He said, as he gritted his teeth.
I rubbed my finger up and down his hand. There wasn't anything I could do to help him, and it hurts knowing that there's nothing I can do. I felt useless. Worthless.
"How you holding up Ali?" I asked the dazed mess sitting next to me.
Her eyes never strayed. She stayed staring at the plate of food on the table. Just when I thought about having a little fun with the mess I made, there was a knock on the door. I rolled my eyes, and let out a sigh.
"Morana, go see who is at the door," I said, as my eyes landed on her.
She squinted her eyes at me, before standing up, and leaving the dinning room. I could tell when she opened the door, because music and laughter filled the hallways. For a moment I wad confused. That was until I seen her.
"Esmeralda," I said, as she approached me.
"That's mother to you, Sophia. We are here for the celebration," She said, while walking past me.
"I didn't know you were invited. We were only expecting a few friends," I said, before welcoming the rest of the group.
"Now what kind of grandmother would I be, if I didn't show up to my grandson's birthday celebration?" She asked as she looked over her shoulder.
"You never showed up for any of his other birthdays. So, why now?" I asked, as I raised an eyebrow.
"Don't question my actions. Where is he anyway? I brought him a little treat," She said with a smirk.
"Treat?" I asked.
My question was answered when five children were being carried through the door. They sure seemed to be putting up a fight, as they kicked and punched the vampires who were carrying them.
"Where did you find them?" I asked.
"More like they found us. Ryan found them hiding in the caboose of the train. He said they were on their way to New York," My mother said.
I went to close the door, after the last of our guest entered the mansion, but someone stuck their foot in the doorway. When I opened the door, a tall older man stood in front of me. He smiled at me, showing his fangs.
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