Chapter 1

Goliath

Goliath's POV

Xanatos was behind Elisa with Alex. The little boy waved as I greeted my mate. Elisa stepped to my side and let Xanatos approach.

"Good evening, Goliath. I have something to ask of you. You see, Owen is sick and Fox and I have an out of town event to go to. It's only for the night." He explained.

"You want us to watch Alexander?" I asked.

"Yes." He nodded.

"Very well." I said.

"Behave for Goliath and the clan." He told Alex.

"Ok, Daddy." They hugged then Fox stood in the doorway. She was wearing a purple dress.

"Is he watching Alex?" She asked as her son buried his head in her skirt, smoothing his hair.

"Yes, dear, I already told him to behave." He turned and kissed her cheek.

"Good. Now, Goliath, his bedtime at 1:30 at the latest and don't let him eat anything past 10. It upsets his tummy. Water is ok. We'll be back in the early morning." Fox told me. "And if you take him gliding, make sure his shoes are on tight and he has a warm jacket."

"Alright." I nodded.

"Come on, Fox, we should get going now." Xanatos placed his hand on her shoulder.

"I love you." Alex looked at them.

"We love you too." Fox kissed his forehead.

"We'll see you later, kiddo." Xanatos nuzzled his son.

"Bye bye." They hugged again.

Alex was passed off to Elisa and they left. We went to the kitchen and I told the clan the news. There was a small jewelry crime spree and we needed to watch for any suspicious activity. After a discussion, I decided that I would watch Alex. Everyone had their communicators. Elisa assured me that they call in case I was needed. They went off and I took Alex's cereal bowl to the sink.

"What would you like to do now, Alexander?" I asked.

"Um… I dunno." He shrugged.

"Would you like to play with Bronx?" I suggested. Bronx lifted his head in curiosity.

"Ok, c'mere, Bronx." He toddled off to the courtyard.

I got a ball and we played catch. Alex had made copies of himself and switched places with them. Bronx got the ball few times. Alex started yawning and we went back inside. He gave the Gargoyle Beast a good rub. The toddler led me to the bathroom and I helped him brush his teeth. Then I tucked him in bed.

"Will you read me a story?" He asked.

"Yes, I will." I looked through the selection and chose a chapter book.

I sat down carefully; the bed creaked under my weight. Alex leaned on me. I read with moderate inflections, not going too loud or growly. He was asleep sooner than I realized. Tucking him back in, I put the book back and turned off the light.

Goliath's POV End