Gifts... and Gratitude I

Nikolai sat atop the mansion wall, gazing up at the moon, thinking about his conversations over the past few days. Information about the werewolves who choose a special mate called a Luna, and the vampires who take brides. 

'I don't want to leave anyone out.' 

At first, he thought making Nikita his Luna would solve any issues, while the others could become his vampire brides. 

'However, that's not what I want… somehow, my heart isn't matching my mind.'

He could only pick his Luna and Vampire Brides once, so he felt it must be someone special—or if it was a matter of his feelings toward each girl, that could make deciding a lot harder. In truth, he still didn't understand the way monsters loved each other, and the concept.

However, in rare and extreme cases, the body and mind would select different women.

'That's only half true.'