An uncertainty that festers in your womb. For the longest time, you hoped that his species and yours weren’t compatible, but when you wake with horrid nausea and a lingering sense of panic one fateful morning you know all of your fears are confirmed true.

You run yourself into an alley and there’s nowhere else to go. You’re trapped. Cornered. Doomed.

He tilts his head as a mixture of many emotions darkens his eyes. “Finally I've found you.”