This is the special chapter I promised you guys! It has nothing to do with the following chapters, so it doesn't contain spoilers. Be aware that the future may be different than what is written there.

Elijah’s P.O.V

My nostrils enlarged themselves as a sweet smell comes knocking at their door. In my sleepy state, I continue to take in big breaths and try to decipher what does this smell belongs to. My small six years old’s hands clutch the sheets in a tight fist as evil sunlight peeked trough my closed lids, which means someone has opened the curtain. I vaguely heard whisper and groaned in annoyance as my consciousness comes back from dream’s land. Who dares to wake me up!? I was so comfortable! Creaking an eye open with difficulty, I briefly felt nostalgia when looking at the high blue celling of my room, but as I could not tell why, I shake off the feeling.

“Surprise!” I hear my dad and my father shoot, making me jump like a scaredy cat. Now completely awake, I get up in a sitting position and look at the two troubles makers grinning on each side of my spiderman bed. As I open my mouth to scold them, my eyes widen after falling on the pancakes which my biological father was holding, and a squeak comes out instead of words. The pancakes looked as fluffy as clouds, chocolate syrup was slowly dripping down their corner to form a brown puddle in the bowl, berries topped the pile of pancakes and small candies were sprinkled on top of it. It looks absolutely heavenly!

Wait, was today a special day? Why couldn’t I remember? Well, who would say no to pancakes! No need to know the reason!

While bearing these thoughts in mind, I take the bowl out of my father’s hand and quickly thanks him before digging in.

“Happy birthday big boy! You dad and I made those pancakes with all the love we have for you. Enjoy them and remember that no matter what, we love you to death.” My father says while taking me in a tight hug and I froze. Why does my heart sting so much? I feel hot liquid coming down my cheeks and hurriedly wipe it with my tiny fists as my father dissociate himself from me and goes in my dad’s arms. A sudden alarm rings in my head as both men smile at me and before I can get up, they are engulfed in a warm light. My eyes burn at the sudden light and I close them tightly, before opening them again, only to stare at a brown celling. My nose catches the smell of pancakes and I hastily get up in a sitting position. I feel a strong arm around my waist and hear someone grumble under their breath. I look down and see Mikael, whose nose sniffed a few times before his eyes suddenly opened. He looked at me with worry and quickly takes my head in his big hands, before silently wiping the tears that I was unconsciously shedding as I discover that it was only a dream. What a good day it had been. Dad and father had brought me to the amusement park after I ate the pancakes and finally succeed in taking off all the chocolate smeared on my face. We had so much fun.

But now they are forever gone.

I started to shake, and my tears fell even harder as my Mikael’s panicking face becomes blurred. The alpha takes me in his arms and hold me tight, whispering soothing words after quickly screaming for Jaydon to get his ass up in our room. My ears catch the sound of the other alpha’s hurried footstep before hearing him slam the door open. His labored breathing, created after speeding trough the house in a few seconds, comes closer to me before he finally takes me in his arms from behind and put his chest to my back. Sandwiched between my two mates, feeling their warmth, and hearing their smooth words, I feel myself calm down, before my crying turns into small hiccups.

“What’s wrong, angel?” Mikael asks me with concern when my breathing finally comes back to normal. Jaydon moves to be in front of me and looks at my face, which makes me able to take a good look at him. He was wearing a teddy bear apron with pancakes’ mixes on it. He had surely been making pancakes, which explain the scent in the air. Who would have thought that this wonderful smell would take me back to the past, when my biological father and my adoptive dad were still alive? Things are different from what they were at that time.

“I dreamed of my father and dad…” I whisper, feeling a little embarrassed for crying in front of them. I know that they will not judge me for this, but I only want to show them my strong side. I get out of their hold and rolled myself with the quilt, leaving only a slight bulge on our bed. My face feels hot and my ears were surely red like a tomato.

“Oh…sweetheart…” I vaguely hear Jaydon says, before I feel my dumpling form being lifted into strong arms and another pair of hands taking me out of my hideout. I shiver as the cold air hits my naked skin covered with hickeys, telling much about last night’s activities, and shrink myself into a ball while Mikael puts me on his laps. Fingers slowly tangle themselves in my hair and start to make my curly mop of a hair appear neater. Mikael’s chest rumble against me as a low humming reaches my ears. It always succeeds in appeasing me when he does that.

Jaydon comes back in our room, followed by a salivating Oreo, which makes me realize that he had gone somewhere else while Mikael was helping me get over my shyness. A sweet scent enters my nose and my eyes locked into their target. A huge plate of pancakes. No wonder Oreo was salivating so much.

As I eat the delicious pancakes surrounded by my two alphas and Oreo, a warm feeling spreads in my chest and tears started to swell up my eyes once again. Only this time, it was happy tears.

Dad, Father, I hope you can now rest in peace up above. I found two other men willing to take care of me for the rest of my life. Your son is finally happy. Love you...

The end

I finally found some time to write the chapter. Still not completely feeling satisfied with it, but there you go! The theme was a happy memory that Elijah had of his father and dad. I hope you liked it! 

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