Bab 46: A Priced Possession

Theodore stood speechless, unable to form any words. The High Witch had warned that some materialistic things might trigger her past life's memory rather than just a physical connection with her mate. And it seemed to be true. 

"That's Vivianna, a close family friend of mine." He answered, his voice low and filled with sadness. Vivianna was the woman he had chosen for his son to marry but that idiot had fallen for someone else that he had given up on the idea of bringing this powerful vampyress into his family. But here she was, standing in front of him as his granddaughter-in-law but in human form. 

"She is beautiful," Christina murmured, tears forming in the corner of her eyes. Vivianna, captured in monochrome, was a vision of timeless beauty. her jet-black hair flowed like a dark river, framing her ethereal features that spoke of grace and strength. Her eyes, even in grayscale, held a captivating intensity.