“What do you mean?”
Benjamin slapped the back of his son’s head, “My son is an i***t, excuse him. You just have to be engaged, technically. And when the initiation ball comes in sixteen days, you’ll be instated into our clan officially. Afterwards, you’ll just state you both had irreconcilable differences.”
I hummed, “Oh. Not that bad-“
Benjamin dismissed your statement, “Its not that simple. You see, the werewolves and vampires do have their small share of… hybrids here and there and some even stay in this tower themselves."
"They do?"
"Only like, two." Gabe shrugged.
"But they regularly converse. Now, your engagement must look as convincing as can be. No one, and I mean literally no one, outside of this room can know of the illegitimacy of this.” Benjamin whispered.
I looked to Ga
