Sonja’s hair standing up on the back of her neck knowing one of the Lycans was right on her heels, using her all to make it to her daughter Elizabeth hearing more and more paws running on the hard fall ground. The leaves crunching under all of them as they raced against her but she couldn’t give up, what felt like an eternity as she finally grabbed a hold of Elizabeth pulling her daughter close using her own body to shield them away from the wolves. Feeling one of the Lycans grab onto her but as fast as they grabbed her they were gone, keeping her head down to shield her daughter not looking up as his voice broke the growls and the sounds of leaves rattling. Listening carefully telling herself it wasn’t him as he spoke, “You do not touch them! Back off now, these vampires are not going to hurt you.” Hearing his voice crack Sonja finally looked up seeing the man with his back turned to her but she instantly knew who it was, covering her mouth in shock as the tears rolled down her face. Before any of the lycans could protest Lucian had stood up tall showing them who the King was, “If you dare touch my wife or my children I will dispose of you do you understand me!” his voice vibrating off the trees that surrounded the house. 

Before any of the Lycans could protest before him Lucian just smiled, “If any of you think otherwise because I am protecting one of the vampires that you all so desperately hate, maybe you should think on why I might protect her after all.” As Sonja looked up to him she tried to speak but his words had cut her off, “She is my wife, she has been my wife for over 600 years.” Lucian had paused for a moment letting some of the lycans process the information before he spoke again, “If you so much as touch a hair on her head I will rip your spine out of your back while the others watch, are we clear on that.” Sonja looked around them seeing one of the lycans change back into their human phase as the young man had spoken, “You told us centuries' ago that she had died, what makes you so sure that this one isn’t an imposter like that last one was.” Before Lucian could even say a word Sonja had taken a hold of his hand still holding onto her daughter, “I am the one who let you all free from my father, I am the one who let you all be who you are.” Her blue eyes now softening back into the brown coloration as she looked at all of them now, bending down to keep her daughter close as Wiliams’ pendant fell out of her shirt as it shone in the full moon light. 

Looking back up after making sure her daughter was alright, Sonja noticed all the lycans stop in their tracks and stare directly at her. Confused and not knowing if it was the bloodlust or confusion all over their faces she raised a brow, “What?” she asked before looking down at the pendant. Noticing all the Lycans staring at her Sonja went completely silent, shutting herself out more focused in on her daughter as the wind blew gently between the trees. The gentle breeze of the night flew around all of them as the leaves fell from the branches, gentle snowflakes falling alongside as the chill of winter had started. Sonja looked up seeing all the lycans watching the snowfall before looking towards the house, her son Jerick standing in the open doorway holding a shotgun to his side as he studied the situation that surrounded him.