Blackfeather Woods If I had a heart

For a moment Damien had thought that his and his sister's thoughts were synced, at least on this topic. But her response to his suggestion broke that thought down to pieces. She was lost. Her reaction made Damien's brows furrow, and voice shut down. How could she not believe that there was no better way to make the guild stronger than to continue their own bloodline?

"Are you listening to yourself?" asked the master bluntly. Potema was basically suggesting him to do exactly what Burke had done wrong, and Damien was not going to invest his good genes in just any kind of bitch that could run away with his brood like Malice had. "We can only trust ourselves, I am not going to impregnate just anyone. We need to know the pups will grow up to serve our purpose and that can only be achieved if we can be sure we will raise them ourselves," he explained, feeling now that Potema had clearly not thought about his concern, or their future for that mater, ever before.