Kayden's POV

Mommy and daddy, it's weird I finally have people to call that, were talking to Claire and Shane about me. Apparently Oliver already has a problem with them adopting me. We were still at the hospital waiting for Emmy to wake up so then we can leave. Mommy already got me a bed to put in Emma's room that will soon also be mine. I was sitting on the end of the bed kicking my legs around when the window opened and a scary man came in. He had slimy blonde hair and oily skin. He was shorter that daddy but still taller than most guys.

"W-who are you?" I stuttered. He just ignored me and stormed over to Emmy. He grabbed her wrist in a strong grip. "Hey! What are you doing? Mommy, daddy-hmhmh." He cut me off by covering my mouth with his hand.

"I'm here for what's mine," he spat. I struggled against his grip finally just baring my fangs and nicking the flesh of his hand. He growled and backhanded me. I snarled at him making him take a step back. I crouched down and hissed at him with my fangs elongated. Spit flew from my lips and my eyes started glowing red. He slowly walked backwards palms raised and made his way over to the window that he clamored out of.

The door banged open as soon as his shadow disappeared. "Kayden honey, what happened?" Momma yelled, running over to me. I let my fangs slide back into my gums and watch daddy, Mr. Shane, and Miss Claire enter while momma inspected my red cheek.

"There was a strange man here. He grabbed Emma's wrist and looked like he was going to take her. I tried getting in his way but he was so big. He covered my mouth and the only thing I could do was bite his hand a little with my teeth. He hit me but I scared him off with my fangs," I shakily explained. Miss Claire gasped while Mr. Shane ran to the still open window trying to catch a glimpse and daddy came over here.

"Good job bud. I'm proud of you for protecting Emma," daddy said while ruffling my hair.

"What did this man look like Kayden?" Miss Claire asked.

"I didn't see him very well but he was tall, not daddy tall but still tall. He had blonde hair that looked slimy and small blue eyes." Mr. Shane growled and daddy zipped forward, catching his wrist before he could break his hand on the wall. Miss Claire sank down on the edge of the bed and started running her fingers through Emma's hair. Emma whined and curled closer to her mother in her sleep. Miss Claire gave a small smile and gathered Emma to her. Momma picked me up and placed me on her lap. I hugged momma while daddy and Mr. Shane spoke in hushed whispers in the corner. I had a feeling they were talking about the strange man and it doesn't seem like a very good talk.