Chapter 16

Well, no need to change anything; it was perfect. He saved and submitted it.

All right, brother mine. Let’s see what you had to say. Ioan had already submitted his profile. Aurel pulled it up.

Mmm hmm. Mmm hmm. Isn’t that just like him? It simply needed a little editing. Aurel tweaked a bit here, a bit there, and finally nodded in satisfaction. He resubmitted it, turned off the laptop, and returned to the party.

The vampyre he’d taken down to the kitchen seemed to have changed her mind about wanting to fuck a half-blood. That tall Norwegian vampyre, on the other hand, had been sending him interested glances all night.

He swaggered over to her and bowed over her hand. “May I have this dance?”

She burst into laughter, and okay, the orchestra was playing the “Macarena,” but she was game.

What else she might be game for?

Aurel led her onto the dancefloor and began shaking his booty.9