"So you're saying I'm no longer human, but something else entirely? A hybrid of two races—vampire and werewolf?" Michael's voice carried a strange mix of disbelief and curiosity. He leaned forward slightly, as though making sure he hadn't misunderstood Aaron.
"Yup. That about sums it up," Aaron replied with a nod, his tone calm, almost casual, as though he were stating the most obvious fact in the world.
Michael rubbed the back of his neck, letting the information sink in. His brows furrowed as more thoughts clicked together in his mind. "And you're way stronger than you've been letting anyone know. Not only that, but you also own this… independent dimensional space you call the Sanctuary?" His tone wavered between awe and confusion.
Aaron's lips curved faintly. "Yup."
Michael let out a low whistle. "And now comes the craziest part. You're planning to convert every being on Blue Star into… what was it again?"
Aaron's gaze was steady. "Vampires."
