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Damek and I leave the crowded room and head for the kitchen to grab a bite to eat. I’m not sure I can eat anything because my stomach is in knots, but Damek insists that I try. We sit down at the small table in the kitchen where we’re sure to have some privacy.

“Your grandpa wasn’t serious about wolf shifter guards, was he?” Damek asks.

I grin. “You’re not jealous, are you?”

He shrugs. “No. Maybe. Yes.”

“I already told you, the wolf shifters are waiting on their soulmates. Trust me, they’re not interested in me.” I take a small sip of the broth of my soup. It’s surprisingly good.

“What about you?” He takes a small sip of his blood.

I glance up, meeting his dark eyes. “What about me?”

“Areyouinterested in them?”

“Am I interested in somebody who is waiting on their soulmate when I’m engaged to the man of my dreams already?” I ask, just to confirm that’s what he’s asking.

He smiles. “I’m the man of your dreams?”

I put down my spoon and give him a look. “You ignored vampire customs to give me a long engagement. Youproposedto be just because it’s succubi custom even though we were already engaged. You’ve gone out of your way to make me happy, even if it meant making yourself uncomfortable. Everything you’ve done has beenfor me. If that isn’t every girl’s dream, I don’t know what is.”

He sits back in his chair and considers my words. “I did that because it was the right thing to do. You’re a hybrid. I had to consider both sides of your DNA. Our children will be hybrids too. I want them to know both sides of their heritage.” He frowns. “Though, I don’t like the idea of our daughters dating incubi.”

I laugh, taking a bite of my food. “Shouldn’t we get married before you start worrying about hypothetical children?”

“Maybe. But I’m still excited about having children with you.”

And he thinks he’s not every woman’s dream…

“Don’t worry about our daughters—it’s our sons who will be heartbreakers,” I tease. “Especially if they look like you.”

His grin widens. “I’m starting to think you’re a little attracted to me.”

“Oh, I am.”

“More than the wolf shifters?” He raises an eyebrow.

I nod. “Wolf shifters aren’t my type. The whole alpha thing doesn’t do it for me. My mom always told me I should try to date a vampire. Don’t tell her I told you this, but she was right.”

Damek chuckles. “I don’t think she needs you to admit she was right. She already knows.”

Probably. But she knows better than to gloat—she wants grandchildren far too badly for that.

“By the way, you should hurry and eat. When I was out there last, Prince Caedmon was flirting with Harper,” Damek says.

I shake my head. “Harper is used to dating incubi. She would eat a guy like Prince Caedmon for breakfast. Honestly, it would probably do him some good to try to date her.”

He laughs hard. “You’re more devious than I gave you credit for.”

I turn when I hear footsteps. I relax when I see that it’s just Lucien. He sits across from Damek and me, and a servant rushes to bring him food and blood.

Lucien eyes my glass of water. “Dad said you don’t drink blood. Have you ever tried it?”

I take a sip of my water. “Yes, I can’t keep it down. It’s like my body rejects it. Besides, I don’t need it.”

“So you’re more like a succubus?” Lucien asks.

I shake my head. “I’m actually more like a vampire—I got the speed and strength. And I’m nocturnal. I didn’t get any of the succubus beauty or charm.”