Vampire Reunion: Real Men of Othercross by Kyle Celia & Maddix Marina

Author:Kyle, Celia & Maddix, Marina
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Real Men Romance
Published: 2020-01-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Orrin stood stiff and straight-backed in the receiving line, welcoming his guests into the Nicolaides clan house. One by one, he greeted each woman brought before him as a potential mate. And one by one, his interest in them remained nonexistent.

What the hell had he been thinking to start searching for a new mate? It had seemed like such a good idea at the time, but as his stomach churned with each new introduction, regret sapped what little energy he possessed.

And this was just the beginning. Being the first party of a long line planned to narrow down Orrin’s choices, Thayne had cast a wide net for the guest list. Pretty much any and every upper-class vampiress within the Othercross limits had been invited, and he’d only met about half of them so far. It felt like he’d shaken the hands of hundreds, and not a single one had tempted him. All were perfectly suitable, but none were the least bit interesting.

An orchestra played discreetly in the ballroom, the sound of hundreds of voices nearly drowning them out. It was the party of the year, at least in bloodsucking circles. And the end of the receiving line didn’t seem to be growing any closer. He sighed heavily as another would-be mate beamed over her shoulder at him as she wandered into the party.

“Master Nicolaides!”

He turned to a grinning man he should have known but whose name he couldn’t remember.

“Good evening,” Orrin said smoothly, extending his hand.

When the man took it, he frowned slightly. Maybe he sensed Orrin’s weakened state. Then he let his gaze flick down Orrin’s frame.

Orrin knew he’d lost weight over the last couple of weeks. Not surprising since he hadn’t been able to feed much. Sure, he’d forced down a few of Thayne’s cocktails, but not even fresh blood appealed to him. Now he paid the price.

Clothes that once showed off his impressive physique hung like rags on him. Thayne had to have the tailor take in Orrin’s tux three times in the last week, and it was still a little baggy.

“You look, uh, wonderful,” the man stammered just a bit.

Liar. Just like everyone else who’d complimented him so far. He’d seen himself in the mirror, and sunken cheeks and nearly gray skin most certainly did not give the appearance of health.

“This is my daughter, Aurelia Bonafé.”

Right! Rodrigo Bonafé was a prominent member of a Portuguese clan. He pushed a skinny little vampiress almost into Orrin’s arms. Her dress was cut low and her bountiful bosom had been hiked up almost to her chin.

“A pleasure, Aurelia,” he said, taking her hand.

Instead of shaking like a normal person, she held it flat, backside up, begging for a kiss. Orrin sighed again and pressed her hand to his lips. She tasted nasty, and not in the good way.

With the difficulty he’d been having feeding lately, he had no desire to drink from someone who literally made his stomach churn, which was pretty much everyone these days.

Thayne had been on him about it, insisting he see a healer, but Orrin had refused.

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