What if I told you those fairytale creatures were real? That werewolves and vampires really do hate each other? You would say that I was crazy right? But sadly I'm not, the werewolf's and vampires rose up one day, slaughtering anyone who got in thei...
"Well than and we're really horny", Damien says which is met with a slap to the back of the head from Lucian.
The action making me chuckle.
"That makes sense, but I'm not a werewolf so I'm still not following, I mean I didn't even think I could have children, my old 'pack' didn't exactly keep me clean or well fed or hell even healthy in the slightest bit", I say trailing off as I see the looks on there faces become darker.
Ah there's that murderous intent I feel in love with
"Love, we are the Kings it's imperative that we have a heir, so we are a little more, um active and a lot more fertile than others," Damien says trying to further explain.
It takes me a minute to process it, but once it finally clicks, "ohhhh".
"I get it now, but ummm if you don't mind I'd like to be alone for a little while so I can process this, please", I say my voice becoming increasingly quieter.
They share a glance with each other.
"Okay, I'll meet in in the garden in a few hours, cupcake". Lucian says.
I solemnly nod my head so he knows I heard him.
"Okay Doll, if that's what you need, we're going to head back to the pack house, call us when you need us." Xavier replies.
He then leans down a leaves a gentle kiss on my temple.
I watch the three of them leave the house. When I'm sure they're gone I head straight for the garden, I found it a few days ago and have been obsessed with it ever sense.
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I go out into the garden to clear my head and collect my thoughts.
I just don't understand how this happened so fast?
I loose track of time, the sun has slowly started to set, and before long I see Lucian heading in my direction. The thing that catches me off guard is how tired and stressed he looks, when just a few hours ago he seemed so happy and excited.
"Hey you okay, cupcake?", he asks.
"I'm getting a better grip on the situation, but you look like absolute shit", I respond.
"Ah just what every man wants to hear from the women he loves, that she thinks he looks like shit", he deadpans.
We share a moment of silence before I bust out laughing, I started laughing so hard I was doubled over, and before I could acknowledge what was happening I was thrown over Lucian shoulders and he was trudging back to the house.
I tried to wiggle my way out of his grasp, almost kicking him in the face in the process.
