Ioan Mic, the half-blood grandson of the vampyree king, is eagerly awaiting his eighteenth birthday, when he’ll finally be able to be with Daniel Small, the American vampyree he’s loved for the past four years. Although vampyrees are notoriously promiscuous, Ioan’s refused sex with all who offered -- he’s willing to wait. But when Daniel arrives at the party, he’s accompanied by a wife, leaving Ioan devastated. Shandor, a wolf shifter -- he refuses to call himself a werewolf -- loves the young duke, but years before, he was given the task of keeping Ioan safe, so he tucks his feelings away. Ioan’s twin decides the two need a push and encourages them to enroll in an online dating service. Unbeknownst to either man, he sees to it their responses make them perfect for each other. Because anyone can see they are. The problem is will Ioan and Shandor ever see that?

Wishing and Hoping

Daniel’s jaw dropped, which was satisfying. “You…you’ll dance with a…a werewolf?”


“That doesn’t make me feel very special.”


“Why, Daniel. Did you want to dance with me? I’m sure Shandor wouldn’t mind.”


“A waltz? Forgive me, but that’s so…gay.”


And all satisfaction went out the window. “Yes, I imagine you’d think so. And you’d say so in that tone of voice.”


“And that means I can’t dance with another being?”


“But…but…I don’t see how you can say you love me and in the next minute dance with a werewolf.”


“But you find it easy to believe I’ll fuck anything with fangs. Thanks so much.”


“It’s…I…I never believed that.”


“And yet you didn’t bother to correct your wife. Pardon me, your consort. Face it, Daniel. You can’t have it both ways. If you’re straight—”


“What do you mean, if?” Daniel scowled at him, then backed away once again when Shandor loomed


Chapter 7