What if—
Felis pinched her chin, tipped her head up and said, "Even if I have to throw you in front of a hundred Alphas, I will. You carry the blood of the most potent breeder, best after the goddess who gave birth to me. Your kind is born for the first time because you have the blood of the strongest demon in Araniea and a princess." His lips curled up. "You and alphas will make strong Nyxers. I will have an army that is going to take over the whole of Araniea without the need to leash Eltanin's wolf."
Lerna's lips quivered. "Don't do this to me, brother… You know that I will die…"
He tilted his head. "You won't. You are immortal. You will continue to give birth to as many men as I need for the army."