Lukes's POV
The revelation hung in the air like a heavy mist, obscuring the clarity I sought. Danielle, my mate, harboring the child of Tyler, my undead brother. The supernatural tapestry that defined our existence seemed to weave a tale of complexities that I struggled to unravel.
A moment of silent contemplation passed before I could gather my thoughts. "Azura," I began, my tone measured, "help me understand. How can Danielle be carrying a child when, by all logical standards, they're both... well, technically deceased?"
Azura, with her enigmatic presence, regarded me with a serene expression. "Luke, the bonds forged in the supernatural realm transcend the boundaries of the mortal coil. The mating bond between Danielle and Tyler is no exception. It's a force that defies the convention
