An Unlikely Dinner Guest

He cleared his throat just as Bastian rounded the corner, handing me my glass of wine.

"Thank you," I muttered, but my mind was locked on the idea of us having kids. What if they looked like me? What if they had powers instead of the wolf gene? What if they were born as humans since I had human parents?

We should have discussed these things before we mated but have yet to get around to it. Would