Reason

After Damon was done with his beer, he came back into the living room, sitting across from me. "Can you at least wear something more covering since my sisters in the room?" He didn't answer, all he did was watch me, not giving away what he's thinking.

A few minutes passed and he hasn't said anything yet. Being under his intense glare is so uncomfortable. "Why?" Damon finally spoke up. "You know why! Why don't you do it instead!" "Because you're my wifey."

Six months ago after they got back from their honeymoon.

Damon left early for a pack meeting, and Layla is keeping me company. Do I like her? Not a chance! She's the devils daughter! If she grew horns like me, id piss my pants, thinking she was the devil, instead of a dragon. The two reasons I haven't ripped her nonstop talking head off her shoulders is because Damon told me to give her a chance, and since she is a girl. I'm watching a tv series called "The Black Butler" when Damon comes in with a huge smile on his face.

He kissed me on my lips, then sat next to me. I closed the gap by holding onto his chest, as he puts his arm around my shoulder.

"What made you happy?" I was the first one to ask, though not really paying attention to my mate but to the tv. "Just what they brought up in the meeting today." He said, still the ear to ear grin on his face. "Oh? And what was it about?" He chuckled. "Since me and my wifey are settled down, they want the future airs of pack." I stiffened. "Hold on." I grabbed my water bottle. "Say it again," I said before I started storing water in my mouth. "They want us to have kids-" At hearing it again, I spit my water all over him, some even going into his mouth.

"Haha, fine but I don't think I can give you what you want, that would be both of ours." Damon wiped his face with his shirt, revealing his abs. I licked my lips.

"Don't worry about that. I have a witch friend" Said Damon as he glared at me. "Oh? What's she gonna do? Pop a baby out of thin air from a blood ritual?" I asked. "No, more like give you the necessary organs to hold our child." I was shocked. "You want me to give up my d*** for a v*****?! No way! Little Zeno is staying there!" I scrambled to my feet off the sofa, dashing outside.

Present time.

"It's only for ten months," Damon said. "You're not the one trading your d card for a v card!" I yelled back, not using the accurate words since Chloe was still here.

"Damon, if you want your organs rearranged, taken out, and have new ones put in, be my guest. But not in my bloody life will I turn into a girl!"

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