was a vampire. Who was the other?” Frank clicked his fingers in thought. “De Luca? Yes, Eli De Luca. You two saved our kind from eventual destruction. Where is that young lad, anyway?”
His beady, grey eyes searched the room. Silently, I prayed he couldn’t see well enough to spot him.
“Ah, there he is.”
Damn it, just my luck .
“Mr De Luca?” the old man called out.
I kept my sights on the floor as Eli joined our conversation, standing dangerously close. The old woman’s dreadful perfume was replaced by Eli’s scent and my head spun. What a scent it was.
“You two…” Frank sighed. “We’re lucky—so lucky—to have you on our side.”
I peered sideways at Eli. He was smiling politely at Frank, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes.
“Are you two still bonded?” Paula asked.
“No, ma’am.” Eli responded. “The bond was reversed a long time ago.”
“Oh that’s too bad, you make a great team.”
Eli and I chuckled half-heartedly. I glanced toward the door, wondering if I could get outside for a few minutes for some much needed air.
“Hi Paula, Hi Frank,” a high voice greeted.
I brought my attention back to the conversation and Mila was smiling at me. “Ruby, can I borrow you for a moment?”
“Sure. It was nice meeting you,” I said to Paula and Frank.
“Likewise, darling, save me a dance later?” Frank asked.
I laughed. There was no way I was getting on the dance floor, but I nodded in agreement anyway.
“Thank you, that was painful,” I groaned as Mila and I sat down on a long white sofa.
As a waiter passed by, Mila jumped up and pulled two champagne flutes off a passing tray and I eyed her judgingly. She’s a student; alcohol is off limits regardless of age.
“Relax.” She pressed the glass to my chest and I wrapped my fingers around the chilled flute. “I’m old enough and uncle is too busy to notice anyway.”
Unintentionally, I found Eli’s face. He was talking to Xavier. Xavier appeared uncomfortable that Eli had given him the time of day. I smiled. Eli was so much bigger than Xavier, in all senses. Eli was taller, wider and more muscular… I sipped my wine, hoping it’d quench the growing desire in my stomach. Looking at Xavier reminded me of the conversation we had in the car on the way here.
“So, how is Gabriel?” I asked, curious as to whether they were still in love or not.
Mila sighed. “He doesn’t talk to me anymore.”
I frowned. “What? Why?”
Her light pink lips touched her glass as she took a sip of wine.
“Because I’m friends with you…”
“Oh.” Gabriel blamed me for Hunter’s ‘death.’ Of course he did. I took a big gulp of wine. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be, it wasn’t your fault. Hunter was going to follow you regardless of whether anyone tried to stop him or not. Gabriel is just being childish.”
I shrugged and took another sip of the delicious wine. “Do you have any other suitors?”
My vision blurred for a few seconds. Damn it, I knew I should have eaten something before I came tonight, but Mila forbade it, she said the last thing a woman in an exquisite gown wants is to look bloated. So naturally, the champagne was going straight to my head, creating a false sense of confidence within me.
Mila shook her head and glanced subconsciously at Xavier. “No other suitors.”
I nudged her shoulder. “Liar!”
A loud laugh erupted from Mila, drawing the attention of a few couples close by. The way they turned their noses up at us showed their distaste at having ‘students’ at the party.
“I tell you what, let’s get out of here and I’ll tell you everything about my love life.”
“Don’t you want to see your uncle being awarded or crowned… whatever it is they do?”
“We’ll be back in time, I promise. Meet me out in front in like ten minutes, okay?”
“All right.”
Mila bounced off, disappearing into the crowd. I rose to my feet, my head spinning slightly. After a few deep breaths, I was