If you had to become a monster to be with the man you loved, would you? Or is that a question you cannot answer? You see, for me the problem was never should I be reborn, but when. That and I knew the moment I saw Ben I would die. Let’s be honest, rumors blood drinkers are real have had the world in a grip of terror for years, and I’d always known I was waiting for him. Despite a somewhat excruciating rebirth and a, well, let’s call it a “disagreement” with the Lycanthropes, I am embracing my new world. I’m excited even. But there are … things about my kind I do not yet know. This frightens me. Whispers of what these creatures really are is one thing, but the reality of what I have chosen to become? That is something else entirely. Contains adult language and explicit sex.