Luna grew up surrounded by unusual love.
Her fathers were vampires who never aged. Her older siblings were also vampires, frozen at seventeen, twenty, and nineteen. Her grandmother (Sophia, who visited monthly) knew about vampires and accepted them.
She learned to walk with Kieran steadying her with sixteen-hundred-year-old patience. She learned to talk with Aiden teaching her words in multiple languages from multiple lifetimes. She grew up knowing she was cherished, protected, and deeply, profoundly loved.
At five years old, she figured out the truth on her own.
"Daddy Aiden, why don't you eat food?" she asked during a family dinner where she was the only one with actual food.
"We do eat, sweetheart. Just different food."
"But I never see you. And your eyes turn red sometimes. And Papa Kieran said vampires are real when he was reading me a story." She looked at them with perfect child logic. "Are you vampires?"
Aiden and Kieran exchanged glances.
"Would that scare you?" Kieran asked carefully.
Luna thought about it seriously. "No. You're my daddies. I love you. I don't care if you're vampires or aliens or... or dinosaurs."
They laughed, relieved and moved.
"We are vampires," Aiden confirmed. "And so are Elian, Sofia, and Kai. But we would never, ever hurt you. You're our daughter, and we love you more than anything."
"Can I be a vampire too?"
"When you're grown up, if you still want to, we can talk about it. But that's a very big decision."
"Okay." Luna accepted it with childhood simplicity. "Can I have dessert now?"
She grew up knowing the truth, accepting it, living in both worlds—attending human school while having vampire family at home. It was unusual, but it worked.
By the time Luna was ten, their family had expanded again. They'd turned three more dying young people, adopted two more human children (twins, seven-year-old orphans named River and Sky), and had become a beacon in the supernatural community for unconventional families.
"You've started a movement," Marcus observed during Luna's tenth birthday party. "Vampire families raising human and vampire children together. It's spreading. Other vampires are following your example."
"Good," Aiden said, watching Luna blow out candles surrounded by her unusual but loving family. "The world needs more love, more acceptance, more families that work even when they shouldn't."
That night, after all the children were in bed (human and vampire children in different wings of their now-massive home), Kieran and Aiden sat on their balcony, watching stars.
"Ten years married," Aiden mused. "A dozen children raised or currently raising. Two wars won. Multiple threats overcome. A movement started. Not bad for a millennium of waiting."
"Not bad at all." Kieran pulled him close. "Do you ever miss it? Your human life? The simplicity?"
"Never. This life—chaotic, complicated, filled with supernatural drama and children who don't sleep and battles against extremists—this is exactly where I'm meant to be."
"With me."
"With you. Always with you. Across every lifetime, in every circumstance, I choose you. I'll always choose you."
They kissed under the stars, two souls finally at peace after a thousand years of searching.
"Forever?" Kieran asked, like he always did.
"Forever," Aiden confirmed, like he always would.
And somewhere in the house, Luna was sneaking into the kitchen for extra birthday cake, River and Sky were having a pillow fight, Elian was teaching Sofia and Kai a new combat move, and their strange, beautiful, impossible family was exactly what a thousand years of longing had been building toward.
Not just two souls reunited.
But a legacy of love that would span eternity.