“While my mother is very protective and defensive of Cole, She said today that you would make an excellent partner for me one day.” I leave out the ‘for a while’ bit.

He beams. “Of course, I will. We belong together.”

Hm, I seem to be hearing that a lot today.

“It has also been suggested that I may be able to…” I clear my throat, a bit embarrassed to discuss this with him. It’s odd and unnatural.

“Be able to what?” he prompts me.

“Bear children,” I say quickly, looking away from him.

“What?” he says, somewhat dumbstruck.

“Not with a Vampire. At least not with any ordinary Vampire,” I say just as quickly.

He frowns. “Then what are you saying? You want to get pregnant with what? Lincoln’s pups?” he asks as if he can’t believe it. “Or Xane’s Demon babies?” he yells at me.

I roll my eyes at him. “No, you idiot.”

He glares at me. This is the second time in a few short days I have called him an idiot, which is probably the only times in his supremely long life anyone ever dared.

“I want to find a way to make you no ordinary Vampire.”

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FORTY-THREE

“Say that again?” he asks now, beyond confused.

“While you were busy with Vivienne, or not busy with Vivienne, whatever,” I amend at his look, “a few things happened, and we saw Corinne.”

“Corinne?”

“Yes, downstairs.” I launch into my tale about the wards and my blood amplifying the status of himself, Devon, and Sebastian. “So basically, Sebastian’s gift worked on me because, while his own power is strong, my blood made him stronger.” I decide to leave out the Faerie bit for now. “You can Teleport because I am making you stronger.”

“Okay, yes, I get that, but why would you think that has anything to do with what you said before?”

“I obviously don’t know for sure, but I think it might. I think my blood might evolve you into something more, more like me, if we tie ourselves with the Blood Magick bond. The proper Blood Magick bond.”

He is staring at me like I just fell from heaven and offered him the world on a silver platter.

“You would do that? You would try this for me?” he croaks out.

“For us. I would do this for us.”

“Oh, Aefre,” he swoops down on me, folds me in his arms and picks me up from the sofa, twirling me around. I laugh at his joy and I see for the first time, maybe just a tiny glimpse, of what he might have been like as a human.

“I had hoped for just a child to raise with you, but to know that I might get one of my very own. Our very own. That would be the greatest gift of all.” He plops me down gently. “Let’s do it. Let’s do it now. Do you know how?” His eagerness makes me love him even more, but I shake my head solemnly.

“No, Constantine. Not right now. I’m saying we will try this in the future. When we are married. When I am able to do this with you.”

His face falls as he realizes I’m serious. “Of course. I forgot for a moment that you are anything but free to be with me,” he says bitterly.

“I’m sorry. I wish I could give you what you want right now. I need to find a cloning spell,” I mutter more to myself.

“Well, if you find one, I want the real you,” he says, and I smile at him. “How did you think of this?”

I can’t answer that, not honestly at least. I try for semi-truth, “The Blood Magick that Lance’s Romani performed was a weak version of the real thing. The intent was dishonorable, and it made the spell dark and twisted.”

“Twisted how?”

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