Book 3 Chapter 8: I Have Spawned Thousands
Dantes awoke the same time he always did. Sevryn was sleeping peacefully next to him, her jewelry glinting in the morning sunlight that poured in through the window. She’d kept it on all night. He’d liked that, it had made the room sound like it was raining coins.
He silently left the bed and began going through his morning routine. He exercised in his garden, joined this time by Jacopo. They chased one another and sparred. Jacopo always had the advantage of strength, but Dantes was more wily, particularly when they were both in human form. Jacopo was getting more dextrous, but Dantes had been scrapping with people larger than himself his entire life, and was shameless about using any tricks he had to his advantage.
“That woman you spent the night with. She is your new mate?” he asked as he swung a punch in human form at Dantes.
Dantes dodged under it and shifted to ratform, slipping between Jacopo’s legs as he did so.
“As much as any woman I spend a single night with is a mate.”
Jacopo shifted into a pigeon and started striking at him with his beak.
“So many mates, but no young? I have spawned thousands.”
Dantes shifted into batform and wrapped his leathery wings around him, causing them to roll along the mossy floor.
“The Vixen, both Vivacious and Viridian, as well as most other clubs, are enchanted to prevent pregnancy.”