Chapter 80

IMEELA

(Ten Years Later)

“Here you go, sweetheart,” I told my son, handing him the sippy cup, and situating him on my hip.

Cyrus was just over a year old now. He was the spitting image of his father when it came to his brown hair, emerald eyes, and facial features. However, his skin tone took after me. He was already proving to be a sweetheart like his father though.

He scrunched up his little nose as he flashed me one of those smiles that always made my heart swell with love. It was the smile that our other two children had perfected as well.

“Sissy is with Daddy, so let’s go find your brother.”

His little head bobbed as if in total agreement with the plan. It would be interesting to watch him grow up because he seemed to be following in his siblings’ footsteps. Both of them had developed beyond their ages. You would swear that they were older than they actually were.

Vampire children often advanced quickly. It had always been believed to be that way as a survival instinct that