The Vampire Who Chose Herself
When I returned home, my entire body collapsed with exhaustion, as if my soul had been drained from me.
I sank onto the sofa, one hand resting on my abdomen, silent tears streaming down my face.
Lowering my gaze, I looked at the twin blood sigils glowing within the detection crystal and could only think how cruel fate could be.
We had been bound for so long.
I had wanted to give him a child.
But vampires cannot conceive naturally.
To force conception through witchcraft meant enduring excruciating pain and an unbearably long process.
Dominic Costa had always said it didn’t matter whether we had children—that even without them, he would give me all his love.