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deeply that his eyesight had been trained on her breasts. He hadn’t even realized the fact, but Iena hadn’t missed that little detail and had taken it the wrong way. He looked over at his mother’s now empty chair. “Where is my mother?”
    “She said she had something to do, said she wanted to give us some alone time.”
    Iena stood up and smoothed a hand down her breasts and over her mound. Her pussy stood out through the fabric, the hairless slit clear even from where he was sitting. Her dress was so short he wondered why she even bothered to wear it. It barley skimmed the bottom of her pussy as she walked toward him.
    “You know, Gaijryc, all you would have to do is mate me and we wouldn’t have to go through this whole female selection at the ball.”
    She sat on the table in front of him, squeezing her way through so he was forced to lean back. She placed her feet on the arms of his chair, her dress sliding up her thighs and presenting her bald pussy to him. He looked at it momentarily before looking back at her face, disgust overwhelming him. She did this every time they were alone—attempted to offer herself to him even though he made it clear he wasn’t interested.
    “You should really stop this, Iena.”
    She pulled her pussy lips farther apart and leaned back on the table. “Try a taste, Gaijryc.”
    He pushed his chair back and stood. Her eyes dropped to his pants, her face becoming the dark mask as she realized he wasn’t aroused.
    “Is there another, Gaijryc? What female could possibly compete with this?” She made her point by spreading her legs as wide as they could go.
    “There will never be anything between us, Iena.”
    “You weren’t saying that when you were fucking me.” She smiled at him, all teeth and fangs as she sat back up.
    “That was over a hundred years ago. My tastes have changed.”
    She jumped off the table so fast if he had been a lesser being he might have been intimidated. As it was, he was just bored of her actions to try and manipulate him.
    “Your mother loves me, Gaijryc. You would please her if you just mated me and we gave her grandchildren.”
    He laughed at her comment. There was no way he would ever have children with her. She was much too cruel to take care of his young, to be a mother to his offspring. When he did have children, it would be with a female that he loved, with a female that he would give his life for. He wanted that woman to be Helina, and the fact that he knew he could never have that with her made him feel despair and defeat. He didn’t bother replying to Iena, just left the ballroom and headed to the basement.
    He took the steps two at a time until he reached the marble tiled floor. Antique style candelabras lined the pristine ivory walls as well as oil paintings from the old world. He could hear deep male laughs as he pushed open the double doors that led to a large room. Wine racks lined the walls, every bottle ages old. Several tables were sporadically placed, several DarkShine males seated at them and playing poker. Near-empty bottles of vodka and whiskey sat by their sides.
    “Ah, Gaijryc, my brother!”
    Gaijryc threw his hand up in greeting as he walked over toward Adais. Aires nodded in acknowledgement as he threw his hand of cards down and folded. Ryce, Dridge, and Cooldred sat with Aires, engrossed in the game. They all nodded in welcome. He moved toward the next table as Bischop, Emmoch, and Gideionn sat, playing Russian roulette. Several other tables had DarkShine males playing other various card games, laughter and swearing ringing throughout the room. Gaijryc walked over to the wall and leaned against it, watching the games being played around him, staying quiet as anger and irritation still pulsed through him.
    “You know I can smell her on you.”
    Gaijryc’s head wiped to the side as Gradeall stepped out from the shadows. “What did you just say?” His voice was no more than a low, deep whisper. Gradeall leaned against