I Left With Son After Vampire Mate Chose Human Lover

My blood-bonded vampire mate left me while I was pregnant to be with his "first love" in the human world.

When danger struck, he abandoned our son to protect her human child, who was not in any danger.

While our son was struggling with lethal UV burns and calling for his father through a high fever, he was celebrating under citywide fireworks with that human boy, who only had a common cold.

He even took the life-saving serum I had prepared for our son, just to use it for the boy’s "pre-transformation conditioning."

He coldly stated, "Vampires are resilient; he’ll endure it. Human children are too fragile."

After four years of raising our son alone, I finally decided to leave.

I officially cut our blood ties and moved away with our son. Only then did he find out that his "first love" had been lying to him all along.

After learning the truth, the arrogant vampire prince wept and begged for us to come back.

The night hunters raided the training compound, my blood-bonded mate ran into the UV zone — not to save our son, but to save his human sweetheart's kid.

That kid was human.

Sunlight couldn't touch him.

But,our son Luka had completed his awakening less than a month ago.

The blood thrall housekeeper burst into my healing chamber, her face drained of color.

"Something's wrong at the young bloods' training compound."

My heart stopped. Luka had his first blood-control session there today.

He'd been too excited to sleep the night before.

When I got there, I found him curled in a corner.

The UV burns had split open the skin along both his arms, the veins underneath gone dark — not the deep red of healthy vampire blood, but the ashen black of something dying.

A newly awakened fledgling takes UV damage three times worse than a turned adult. He was still in the most vulnerable window of his awakening.

"Mom..."

He fell into my arms. Tears cut through the ash on his face.

"Does Father really not want me?"

My chest clenched like something had reached in and closed its fist.

He kept going, his voice breaking apart.

"Father was the first one to reach the compound when the raid started. I saw him. I thought — I thought he came for me."

Luka's small body trembled against mine.

"I called out to him. I called his name."

"But he just ran right past me."

"He grabbed Damian and walked out."

"He saw me, Mom. He looked right at me. And he didn't stop."

I held him tighter, eyes burning, unable to say a single word.

Damian was human.

The hunters' UV bombs couldn't touch him. He'd been standing in the light zone completely unharmed — just a boy in the sun, nothing more.

But Luka had just awakened. His blood instincts were still unstable. UV exposure at this stage could scar him permanently.

Kaelan knew this. He'd ruled this city for three centuries. No one understood how fragile a fledgling's awakening window was better than him.

And he still stepped over our son to carry out a human child the light couldn't even touch.

Every word I'd prepared to comfort Luka turned to ash in my throat.

Kaelan left the moment he found out I was pregnant. He didn't come back for the birth. Didn't come back for the first feeding, for the moment Luka's eyes shifted from human brown to vampire gold, for the first time his fangs came in. I raised Luka alone for four years — every milestone, every hard night, every time Luka asked where his father was. All of it, mine to carry alone.

Kaelan only came back last month.

I thought four years had changed something.

I thought we still had a chance.

I was wrong.

He came back because Vivienne said she wanted to return to the city.

Vivienne and her son Damian were both human — they lived in daylight, ate normal food, existed in a world that had nothing to do with ours.

But Kaelan arranged everything for them without hesitation.

He even enrolled Damian in the elite young bloods training program — a fully human child placed among vampire-born fledglings, simply because Kaelan decided he deserved the best.

I looked down at the burns on Luka's arms, my hands trembling.

The wounds would heal.

But I already knew the damage underneath wouldn't.

"Mom," Luka said quietly, his voice wrecked. "Damian's human. The light can't even hurt him. Why did Father still go for him?"

I bit down on my lip until I tasted blood.

When Luka found out Kaelan was coming back, he was excited for a whole month straight.

The day he first felt his blood instincts stir, he came running to me with his face flushed. "Mom, can all vampires feel their bloodline like this? I felt it — does that mean I'm close to awakening? I want to tell Father when he gets back."

He put on his best training clothes. Spent a month carving a blood-seal stone by hand. Then looked up at me, nervous, and asked:

"Do you think Father will like it?"

"Of course he will," I said. "You're his only son."

But when we went to meet Kaelan at the territory border, he walked out holding Vivienne's hand, Damian at his side.

A human woman. A human boy.

Luka and I stood there and didn't move.

Damian ran over and knocked the blood-seal stone out of Luka's hands.

It hit the ground and split into three pieces.

Kaelan glanced at it and kept walking. "I have no use for that. Head back — I need to get Vivienne and Damian settled in."

He never once looked at Luka.

Every look he gave Damian was full.

I stared at the broken pieces on the ground and closed my eyes.

"I'm sorry, baby. That's on me. From now on — whatever happens — you call for me. I will always come."

After I treated Luka's burns and got him to sleep, his brows were still drawn tight.

"Father... save me..."

He whimpered in his sleep.

Something in my chest twisted and wouldn't let go.