The One Night Stand Turns Out To Be My Professor

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Ian’s POV

Lyanna was sitting across from me, her expression calm, but there was something in her eyes that made me uneasy. She had come to meet me here in the realm, and had asked for this meeting, insisting it was urgent, though she’d been vague on the details. That was unlike her. Usually, Lyanna was direct, straightforward. This… hesitance? It wasn’t normal.

“What is it?” I asked, leaning forward. The firelight from the hearth added a shadowy glow to the surroundings. The castle in the vampire realm was always cold, but tonight, it felt colder. Or maybe that was just me.

Lyanna glanced at me, her eyes narrowing slightly. “It’s about Sophia.”

I tensed immediately, my hands clenching into fists. The protectiveness I felt over Sophia came over me in full force. She was my mate, my love, the one I’d killed for, and I’d do it again without hesitation. “What about her?”

Lyanna sighed, resting her hands in her lap, her fingers tracing the patterns of her robe absentmindedly. “I’ve been observing her for a while now, Ian. Ever since she transitioned, something has been… off.”

“Off?” My voice was sharper than I intended, but I couldn’t help it. The thought of anything being wrong with Sophia set me on edge. “What do you mean?”

Lyanna held up a hand, her usual calm behavior returning. “I don’t mean physically. She’s strong, maybe stronger than we expected, but that’s not the issue.”

I frowned. “Then what is it?”

She hesitated again, and I felt the frustration building. I wasn’t in the mood for riddles. Not when it came to Sophia.

“Lyanna, just tell me what’s on your mind.”

She met my eyes, her expression serious. “I suspect she’s from a vampire lineage that we thought had disappeared a long time ago.”

Her words hung in the air between us, heavy and unsettling. I stared at her, trying to process what she’d just said. “What lineage?”

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out,” she said quietly. “But there are… signs. Little things. Her abilities, her instincts, the way she handled the transition. It’s not typical, Ian. Even for someone marked by you.”

My thoughts raced, and I found myself leaning back in my chair, trying to make sense of it. Sophia’s strength, her speed, her control—it had all been remarkable, yes. I mean, when Jacob had transitioned fully into a vampire, he handled it worse than her. So yes, Sophia had handled her transition remarkably. But I hadn’t thought much of it. After all, she was my mine, and the bond between us was strong. But now that Lyanna was pointing it out, it did seem… unusual.

“Why didn’t you mention this before?” I asked, my voice low.

“Because I wasn’t sure. And honestly, I’m still not. That’s why I wanted to talk to you before I did anything further.” Lyanna leaned forward slightly, her expression softening. “I care about Sophia, Ian. You know that. But if I’m right… if she is connected to this ancient lineage… we need to be cautious.”

I clenched my jaw, the muscles tightening painfully. “Cautious? About what, exactly?”

Lyanna’s gaze didn’t drop. “There are certain vampire families, Ian, whose power was so immense that it became a threat, even to themselves. They vanished without a trace, but if Sophia is connected to them… we don’t know what kind of potential she might hold. And more importantly, we don’t know who else might be aware of it.”

My blood ran cold at the thought. Sophia, my Sophia, caught in the crosshairs of some ancient, dangerous legacies and families? The idea was just too unbearablen for me. “Do you have any proof?”