Bounded with you

Elder Jonas eyes bleamed with joy when the baby was brought to him by the middle age woman who happened to be the mid wife.

It was night time, the wind blew like crazy though the mansion was as stable as if time stopped. After the mid wife, a tall muscular figured man came out to the hall. His eyes were dark which matched with his tie and grey coloured suit.

The mid wife gently gave the new born swaddled baby boy to Elder Jonas who happened to be the baby's grandfather.

He laughed with joy swaying the baby slowly. Eyes closed, yet the little lips of the baby moved followed by a small whimper.

"The mother is alright" The mid wife informed and bowed to Elder Jonas.

Jonas was relived that his daughter was alright. He gave the mid wife a signal to leave then the man walked towards him with a stern face.

"Its a boy" Jonas said with excitement in his tone.

"Yes, finally" The man chuckled.

"Brandon, you shouldn't be too ambitious, it may ruin his life and he just came to the world" Jonas told Brandon who scoffed with a mischievous smile.

"He is my son and my heir so why shouldn't i be ambitious?" Brandon asked and rolled his eyes at the old man who looked at the baby in his arm.

His innocent face marvelled him that he couldn't help to smile.

"Remember the main ambition Brandon cause the time has come" Jonas reminded and looked at the man who looked surprised like he suddenly remembered something.

"Pathetic!" He shouted.

The eyes closed baby bursted into tears crying because of the sudden outburst of his father.

"Why can't it be one of the girls and their sons why both of them?!" Brandon shouted.

"Our dynasties war is too bloody Brandon and you know that, it was my grandfather's will but we gave been producing girls. Two strong men is better my son" Jonas convinced him as he shakenly swayed the crying new born.

Brandon heart was heavy but he knew that he had no choice, he couldn't make any decision that would change the ancestor's decision.

He married Tiana the first daughter of the main Aries wolf dynasty royal line. He found out about the prophecy when his first daughter was born during a blood bath between the Aries dynasty and Venice wolf dynasty.

Tiana father, Jonas was forced to tell him.

"What if.... They aren't mates?" Brandon asked Jonas who was still swaying the new born who had already calmed down.

"It doesn't matter in this crucial situation" Jonas growled.

Brandon growled with frustration and walked away from the old man and back to the room his wife was asleep in.

The blonde Tiana who looked like a pale weak angel was covered with a warm blanket. She was in a deep slumber after putting to birth and the room was huge and clean as if nothing happened.

The servants performed their work really well.

Brandon closed the door behind him and walked towards the king size bed that his wife was asleep on.

"Tiana, you finally have a son and the times has finally come for us to end this bloody war between the dynasties" He told Tiana who was still in her deep slumber.

His eyes watered.

He still couldn't believe what was going to happen but he had no choice. There was going to be peace and the dynasties would become one and strangely, would become of family.

.........

Logan couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was going to get bethroted to a baby. A new born for that matter. He couldn't sleep, who would sleep if he or she knew that he or she would get bethroted to a new born baby.

Staring at the darkness that he could see through, he mind was filled with so many things.

He knew about the war between his wolf dynasty, the Venice wolf dynasty and the Aries wolf dynasty which had been happening since the beginning of time. It was really an explanation that could take forever which his mind refused to do.

He knew that the wolves spilled each other blood like they were spilling water. His heart started racing. He placed himself in a sitting position, then jumped off his king size bed.

"Ahhhhhh"

He shouted and switched on the lights. His room was huge and the bed was ten times larger than him.

Logan was eight years old and grew up in a warrior royal main blood line of the Venice wolf dynasty blood. He always studied and practised his strength though when failed he was always laughed at by his brothers and was always called the weak one but what he couldn't get was why he was the one that would get bethroted to a new born baby boy.

He always imagined his life in the future as a lone but powerful wolf but here he was.

It took a while before he fell asleep.

......

Logan woke up as early as he could. He couldn't sleep well last night neither did he feel tired at the time he woke up. His long dark hair jumped at his movement of him getting of the bed.

He didn't like the maids dressing him up so he showed him self to the large bathroom and showered scrubbing himself at the same time washing his hair.

He took the hand dryer, dried his hair then dressed up simply. He wore black trouser and a black turtle neck shirt. He wore his favourite white sneakers even though he had so many.

Leaving his hair free on his shoulders, he opened the door and ran out of his room. He ran through the hall dodging the servants who were walking from one place to another in the enormous mansion which was almost as large as a castle. He arrived at the elevator door and started talking the button rapidly.

"Logan?" A warm calm voice called behind him.

He pouted his lips and faced his mother.

"Mother good morning" He greeted with a stern face. His green eyes were like a black hole that could suck out someone's soul. He looked pretty vulnerable but had great features.

"Why are you in a hurry my dear?" Charlotte asked warmly.

She knew her son so well, how he changed colours like a chameleon. He always woke up early to meet his brothers at the practice ground but she know this time was different.

At the dinner last night, Lucas announced the birth of the heir of the Aries dynasty. We knew that he was time to tell Logan everything which he took as a shock. He went to his room without eating and without asking any question.

Her son was as cold as ice but he was also a devious being.

"I want to go away from here mother" Logan answered without hesitation.

Charlotte also knew that her son was very straight forward. She walked closer to him and held some strands of his hair.

Charlotte also had dark hair but the green eyes of Logan was inherited from neither her, his father or his brothers.

"You can't run away from life" She told him calmly.