I Chose His Ancestor InsteadAfter the Covenant Gala, Mother handed me a list. The names of every vampire at the banquet. I was to choose a blood-bound mate.
This time, I didn't choose Damon Blackwood. I didn't choose anyone on her list.
I chose Caspian Blackwood. Damon’s ancestor. The true Monarch of the Blackwood clan, slumbering for centuries.
Mother’s jaw dropped. Everyone knew I’d spent centuries chasing Damon.
But they didn't know the truth of my last life. After our blood bond, he refused my touch, my bed, my very existence.
I told myself he was consumed by Covenant affairs.
When no heir came, I blamed myself.
Then I found it. The truth. It had always been her. From the very beginning. My sister, Delia.
He never came home because the sight of me repulsed him.
But this time, as Caspian and I stood at the altar, our hands clasped to seal our bond…
Damon snapped.