“I never asked you to kill anyone. I only said you should protect me from my rivals.”

Lucas gazed at her in confusion, “What is protection, without killing the enemies? This is why humans don't live long. Who let their enemies live?”

Aria softly sighed, “Not again.” She stared right at him, “But why do you always call me human like you are not one?”

“I’m a were-pire. The only species of its kind.”

She shook her head in frustration, “Are you bipolar? Why do you always switch to different personalities?”

“Because I'm a werewolf and a Vampire.”

She rolled her eyes, “Then I'm snow white.” She smiled.

He held...