Klaus I just want to be loved. Is that so much to ask? Apparently it is, especially when you’re an incubus, which means people only want you for one thing. Yes, that thing. After an endless string of terrible dates, I keep bumping into a certain werewolf wrestler… a very handsome werewolf wrestler who turns out to be sweet and shy and everything I could ever possibly want in a man. And he actually likes me back. He’s perfect. However, he’s soperfect that he’s determined to prove he wants me for more than just… you know. Which means he wants to court me. Real dates with hand-holding and goodnight kisses and, to my horror, no sleepovers. An incubus can only go so long without… Brian When I briefly met Klaus at that meet and greet all those months ago, I was too flustered to really take him in. But after, uh, bumping into him again at a bar one night, I can’t stop thinking about him. Our first few encounters end up being pretty… hot and heavy. So I put a ‘no intimacy’ rule in place while we start dating properly and get to know each other. It’s almost unbearable, and we’re not great at sticking to it, but I want to prove to Klaus that I want him for him. Except I’m a werewolf. And he’s an incubus. Restraining ourselves only works for so long until certain biological impulses take over. Then restraint is no longer possible.