Chapter 97

Jamirez came to see me today, and I had to plead with him to be here because I needed to talk to him. He was the only one who understood me and the only one I could freely talk to. He had been helping me, so it was okay to talk to him, even though he was always busy. He always made time to see me, especially when I called.

"You're here?" Lucien asked as Jamirez entered his stark white office. It looked so sterile that Jamirez couldn't even see any dust, even if he had microscopic eyes.

"We need to talk," I said, and Jamirez sat down, making sure he was comfortable before I continued.

"Yes, you kept saying that on the phone," Jamirez replied with a smile. He always smiled quickly, as if he didn't have troubles in the world.

"I and Daciana need to mate," I said, looking at Jamirez. He always had a quiet disposition, and I knew he would think carefully before he spoke. If he thought my decision was wrong, he