Vampires. To some, they were mystical beings. To Kelly, they were real as they could get. Hell, she was dating one because he was her mate… whatever that meant exactly.
“I’m dating a vampire,” she told her parents without preamble, knowing there was no other way to say it.
Her father frowned while her mother smiled at her in a way that told her she approved of Andreas.
“Why would you?” Her father let out on a frustrated sigh.
“Because I like him of course,” she replied in a flat tone. “And he’d like to officially meet you.”
The question “how old is he?” didn’t come but she was sure that as soon as she’d open the door for her mate, she wouldn’t hear the end of it from her father. He had always been protective of her.
“Let’s meet this boyfriend of yours,” he flicked his wrist in a moti
