Genevieve's POV
A few months later~
A breath left me as I woke up and rolled over into his arms. As usual, they were waiting for me and wrapped around me the moment I came close.
"My love." Tristan whispered in my ear and I smiled.
"My vampire." I teased and winced slightly when I moved. It was a story of every time I woke up. The pain in my legs always made everyone aware of what we had done if the scent did not.
Tristan frowned at my movement and my expression. "Did I cause you too much pain?"
I smiled and shook my head. "It would be disappointing if you did not."
He huffed. "You have to stop challenging me. Otherwise I might let go of the control."
"Why do you have it? Let go of it. We are married now." I showed him the ring I always had on my left hand. It was his mothers but he had made it more beautiful.
