Book 3: Chapter 5

“So, how was it?” Anita asked as she stood beside Asher, watching the partying nightwalkers.

Asher chuckled, “thought you didn’t want to hear about it?”

“Well, I would rather listen to it than have you be as silent as you are. We both know you are dying to tell me about it so get on with it.”

Asher laughed softly before saying, “you should know that it was not as magical as I had hoped.”

Anita glanced at him in shock, “pray tell, what happened? You seemed pretty smitten with her.”

“Yeah,” he sighed and brought his goblet of blood to his lips.

The vampires are finding it hard to let go of their origin, even the party was like the ball held in Victorian times, exactly like the parties his father throws every single year and he found himself not really looking forward to this year’s own.

“She is inexperienced and you know how hard I find it being with inexperienced women. I don’t have the time to be telling anyone to stay this way and that wa