"El," you called your son. He walked towards you, holding his teddy bear. He pouted when you offered your tip finger on his mouth, for him to eat. "Come on, baby. It's okay."

He's your son, the vampire's heir. You didn't even know his name because you only made your father's wish before his death. A grandson.

"Mommy, daddy's here." he murmured, pointing his finger on the darkness that made your heart beat fast as you felt the cold air, that made you feel chills.