The Vampire & the Reporter (9 page)

“Great.” She tried to sound disappointed but
failed miserably. “Why don’t we
clear this up right now? Exactly how many little vampires are you suggesting?”

“Perhaps two.”

She sighed at his answer. Two was a good number.

“Most likely the other five will be of the Worthy.”

“The other five?”

“Yes.
I would love seven, maybe more. I’ve always been very fond of
big families. I would never wish the lonely existence I grew up with on my children.”

Although she had been an only child as well, she’d grown up with so many cousins she was never truly alone. Yes, she would love a big family too, complete with all the
fussing and love. “You said
the others would be of the Worthy. Why is
that?”

“Again, I do not know the full answer to that que
stion. I can only speculate
it ensures a sort of population control with vampires, the same reason two vampires have a hard time producing one heir
ant the turned vampires are not immortal
.
”

“That doesn’t seem quite fair to the non-vampire ones, knowing they will have a shorter lifespan or lack the abilities of
their siblings.”

“Don’t worry, they may find their life mate, or choose to live as humans. Being a direct descendant of a vampire will give them a lifespan beyond that of regular humans and each will develop certain abilities of their own as they mature. But i
f you are concerned I will make a difference in our children, you needn’t be.”

“I know,” she answered truthfully, certain that whether vampire or Worthy, he would love any of their children all the
same. Kyra smiled at the future ahead as her eyes drifted
close.

“Before I forget, once our visitors leave we must re
turn to the States and settle
th
ings with this William person.”

Her eyes flew open. “I nearly forgot about him.”

“Nearly?” He growled.

“Ok, I did,” she admitted. “I have no idea what I will say to him.”

“If you don’t th
ink you’re up to it, perhaps we
should wait.”

“No, I can’t string him along.” Alth
ough she doubted he would be
heartbroken over it.

“I would al
so like to take you to
mee
t
parents and
a good friend of mine and his
mate.”

“More vampires?”

There was a pause. “
Yes and no
.”

“Yes and no
?”

“
My parents yes, but he
’s a gargoyle.”

“A gargoyle!” She struggled to raise herself on one elbow to look into his face.

“You mean the perched on top of a building type?”

“Not exactly. He looks very human
when he isn’t transformed
.”

“Good Lord, next you’ll be telling me that you know werewolves.”

“Ah yes, Grigory and his pack.”

“You’re kidding me.” She only needed to see
his expression to know that he
wasn’t. “What else is out there? You know what, that’s okay; I don’t want to know right now. I think I’ll take your advice and get some sleep. Something tells me I’m going to need to be perfectly rested for everything you’re going to need to tell me.”

Dumitri smiled to himself
knowingly as if
in
agreement.
Their
future
together would definitely hold surprises
for the both of them
.

The End

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