Simon Pov~
It's crazy, isn't it? How come I didn't notice earlier? How did I not realize from the moment I touched him?
But the truth is...I was already getting drawn to him. Even before that moment, something about him had pulled me in. That night when I sucked him off, stroked him, tasted the trembling of his breath and the way his body surrendered to mine... I knew there was something dangerously different about him.
I would have taken him all the way. I would have fucked him, claimed him. If not for the one fear that's haunted me forever:
Fucking someone whose blood doesn't match mine...someone who can't bear my child...comes at a cost.
It reduces my life span. Slowly. Painfully.
And my time is already limited.
