Until Forever Comes

“You belong where?” Miguel asked, furrowing his brow and looking perplexed.
“I belong with you,” I repeated, trying to keep my voice from shaking. I was pretty sure I failed.
“I’m a vampire,” he said, stating the obvious.
“I’m aware,” I said.
He furrowed his brow. “You’re a shifter.” Again with the obvious.
“I surely know that too.”