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

“Thank you!” Ioan made himself look happy. These were his people, and they’d done this for him and Aurel. His brother helped him blow out the candles, and then they joined hands around the knife handle, ready to make the first slice.


“Ioan? What’s wrong?” Aurel whispered. “Why are you shaking?”


Ioan shook his head and pressed down on the knife. It slid easily through the cake.


Afina, the woman who ran the kitchen, took the knife and cut slices for them. Being the oldest, Aurel got his first. After she gave Ioan his cake, she began cutting slices for everyone.


“You didn’t hear what happened between me and Daniel?”


“That asshole. You can do better, little brother.”


“Please, Aurel. You’re only five minutes older than me.” He was bringing that up now to change the subject, not that he’d admit it.


“I’m still older. And stop trying to change the subject.”


Ioan growled. That was what happened when you were a twin.


Chapter 8