I watched as my princess and the two Alphas exited from the limo that picked them up. And then I watched as a fourth person exited. For a moment, I had hoped that this person would be my fated partner, but then my hopes were quickly dashed when she latched onto Nicole. I had been alive for over 500 years, and had yet to find my partner. It was, admittedly, hard living among werewolves who had mates that their moon goddess had chosen for them. It always broke my undead heart whenever I would see or hear about a rejection. I longed for what they were given so freely. Our god, Valos, had not been so kind. Vampires were only granted a fated partner if they proved themselves worthy. I quietly excused myself as the sun was beginning to burn a bit.
I didn't hear my princess's footsteps,
