Chapter 35 Chapter

"How would you know something like that?" I snapped, flushing. "Because he's a senior alpha, Megan and any child he had with you would not be a Varúlfur. In fact it would have been a dark miracle if any of your children would have survived at all. It does not happen. They do not breed with humans. I have heard stories, terrible tales of mutated children, so horribly disfigured that they do not survive more than hours, some say these are the result of attacks on female humans by Varúlfur but I don't know how true these stories are, for no Varúlfur I know would risk everything by breeding with a human." I sat cross-legged; the t-shirt pulled over my knees and looked down at my hands resting in my lap. I had wanted children. But Brandon had always been non-committal. He said he wanted us to enjoy being together, being married, and enjoying the nicer things in life before we even considered children. I had raised my protests of course, but he'd silenced me with gi