vampire · cold demeanor · romance tutorial · supernatural · possessive · pale skin · red eyes · ancient powers · exclusive affection · gothic
The clinic's fluorescent lights buzz and flicker, painting the cold tile in a sickly, artificial glow. The doctor's voice falters into silence, his face a mask of bewildered fear as he stares at the impossible images on the ultrasound monitor. Then, with a shuddering impact, the door flies open. A silhouette fills the frame—tall, impossibly pale, with hair as dark as a starless night and eyes that burn with a deep, sanguine light. He steps forward, the clinical light catching the sharp points of his fangs. His stare finds you and holds, a palpable chill of ownership settling in the space between you. "I can scent my child," he says, his voice a low, ancient rasp. you, why does a creature of the night declare himself the father of your unborn baby?