Silver Suka.
I fold my hands, watching her frail body on the bed and listening to the sounds of her heartbeat. She is the most incomparable woman that I have ever met in my life. The more I try to frighten her, the more dismissive she gets. However, neither her beauty, tantrums nor anger will exercise my vision to have an heir from her.
As a hybrid, I have had to live for years without an identity type to go by. A child born from a werewolf mother and a vampire father is quite extinct—weird, a contradiction to the supernatural. I do not have a mate and I cannot reproduce due to the demands of my abilities. Bloom is the Luna I married out of convenience, an arranged marriage because it is compulsory that every Alpha must have a Luna by his side.
However, the problem lies with me. As I s
