Darrian’s dreams were his only escape. Being the blood slave to a clan of vampires wasn’t exactly what he’d had in mind for his life. Not that he had a choice in the matter. He was bonded to the master. Nothing he could do to break that bond, short of someone vanquishing the blood-sucker and there was slim chance of that. Master Broman was cautious, and strong. No one got close to him. He didn’t feed off of Darrian, preferring to hunt for his meals.
No, the rest of the clan used Darrian for his blood. Darrian was just thankful that the vampires considered it a filthy and disgusting habit to do more than feed from him. He wasn’t sure what he’d do if they found his body to be as enticing as his blood. Of course, he wouldn’t mind it so much from one certain vampire…Easton. He’d let that vamp do whatever he wanted.
But as the heir apparent to Master Broman, Easton didn’t feed from him either. Darrian was considered tainted, only good enough for the lower class. It was probably for the best since Easton was arrogant and cruel.
Darrian’s entire life changed the day the clan was attacked and the impossible happened. Broman was gone, and Darrian was free. Or so he thought. But, as the old, archaic human saying went, “from the frying pan, into the fire”. For Darrian found himself in the middle of another clan…one that was very different than the one he’d been freed from. And the master…Kylor…was beyond anything Darrian had ever seen before.
The only problem? They failed to kill Easton…and it seemed he didn’t like Darrian belonging to another clan.
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In a world where humans know of vampires but not the inner workings of the clans, Darrian and his pride made a stupid mistake and he's now been a blood slave for two years. Locked away and used for his blood every night, Darrian has a lonely existence. It was his pride in thinking he could sneak into a vampire's compound to see what goes on that got him there, and two years has taught him a lot about the person he used to be. When Darrian's clan is attacked and his Master killed, he is beyond confused to discover the way he was living is against the rules of the Vampire and Were Council. Heck, Darrian didn't even know they had a council or that weres existed. When he's brought before Kylor, a dyad, meaning he holds a were and a vampire spirit, plus he's the Caliph for both councils, Darrian is very perplexed. There is a lot he doesn't know or understand, and when Kylor informs him that Darrian is his second mate, the mate to his vampire spirit, well Darrian thinks this is all just another trick. All this new information about the differences between true vampires, dyads, weres, and more just throws Darrian for a loop. Kylor is hesitant to tell him that he is the most powerful dyad ever, as he really doesn't want to scare Darrian. A very enjoyable but much too short story. I would've loved spending more time with Kylor, Darrian, and Hilliar, Kylor's were spirit mate. The world building was very interesting and I look forward to more.