Chapter 17

EMILIA POV

I would have laughed if the situation had been different; if I had not been strapped to a chair by one of the most dangerous creatures I had come across.

“You want me – a werewolf – to carry your child; the heir of a vampire?” I questioned, my face most likely holding the amusement I felt at his boldness.

“Exactly.” He nodded, not seeming to see a problem with it even though I had just laid it out in front of him so bluntly.

“I don’t think you understand this, Daemon.” I shook my head, attempting to get it into his head once more. “I am a werewolf, and you are a vampire. We both should not be seeing eye to eye, even, and you’re talking about having a child with me?”

“Now, I didn’t say anything about having a child with you directly, Emilia. Try to keep up,” he told me, walking to the other side of this sick laboratory and picking up a huge syringe that made my heart plop to my stomach in terror.

“What are you… what are you doing?” I stuttered, watching him stick the needle