Dark Vintage: A Midnight Doms Collection by Ines Johnson

Author:Ines Johnson [Johnson, Ines]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-05T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

Gaius

“I’d rather a witch over a shaman,” I say.

“I’d rather neither,” says Hadrian.

I’ve told my brothers of the magical interference happening in our vine roots. We knew the previous owner had had problems with his crops, but we’d assumed it was due to his own ignorance. Together, my brothers and I have hundreds of years of knowledge and experience making all terrains of soil yield to our will. But this is our first curse.

“If we do nothing, the entire crop will die. We’ll lose millions.”

“We have billions.” Hadrian shrugs. “Besides, I’d rather go home. This Arizona dry heat makes me itch.”

“Do you think Cari will want to leave her sister?”

Hadrian grinds his molars. He’s too busy teeth-gnashing to see that my hand balls into a fist at the thought of leaving Cari’s sister. The sun set over an hour ago, and I’m itching to get to Marechal. But family first.

“The Alpha wolf in these territories is mated to a seer,” I say. “I’ll reach out through Frangelico, see if she can help us.”

“Fine.” Hadrian pushes off his chair. “If that’s all—”

“That is not all.” I raise my hand to stay him. “There is still the matter of the upcoming festivities at Club Toxic.”

Hadrian slumps back in his chair with a huff. I look to Virius on the other side of the room.

“I won’t go,” Viri huffs. He sits on a wine barrel and crosses his arms over his chest. “You know I hate parties.”

I try to rein in my annoyance at my brother. Viri would look like a petulant child if he weren’t dressed in jeans and cowboy chaps, and a t-shirt that depicts Crazy Horse, a Native American legend. As usual, the top half of his attire is at odds with the bottom half. Sending him as an emissary to greet a congregation of vampire royalty is not the best idea, but it’s the only one I have.

“Someone needs to greet the envoy,” I say.

“Send Hadrian,” says Viri.

“He has to watch Cari.”

“I can watch Cari,” said Viri.

From the corner of the room, Hadrian growls at that. Newly mated vampires do not take well to other males being alone with their women. Not even their brothers.

“What?” says Viri. “You think I’ll fuck her? I lost my taste for cunt after the last Inquisition. I haven’t had a cockstand in two centuries. I think it might be broken.”

Viri tugs at the waistband of his jeans and peers inside.

“Do not take that out,” I warn.

“He needs to look at it and see for himself,” Viri says in his most helpful tone.

Hadrian hops up from the chair and backs away. Viri follows his brother around the room, holding his junk for inspection.

“I’m not looking at your prick,” Hadrian shouts.

“It’s not even hard enough to prick something,” Viri insists. “Look. See for yourself. I’m no threat to Cari.”

“Put it away, Virius.”

I pinch the bridge of my nose. This is my life. For the last couple of centuries, I’d been the only one interested in cunt.

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