Emilia laughs as she watches blood trickle down from her mate's mouth. She takes a step toward him and wickedly licks the blood away, kissing his lips afterward.
Dietrich pushes her away. "This isn't right, Emilia. This isn't you."
"You couldn't be more wrong. This is exactly who I was always meant to be. Since the dawn of time, this was my destiny." Emilia laughs.
"No, you're kind and sweet and caring. You aren't evil! And what about our daughter? Do you even care about the fact that you're putting her in danger?" Dietrich growls.
"OUR daughter? You mean MY daughter. You wanted nothing to do with her. You made that very clear before we even knew of her existence, Dietrich. You don't get to claim her now." Emilia snarls as she grabs his throat and digs her claws into it.