Andre and the Lycan

I knew my time as one of Lady Lilith's favorites could not last forever. She would always have new companions. Younger males who could intrigue her in a way that I could not.

But I didn't expect her to send me away.

She said it was a mission that she could entrust to no one else of her bloodline. An attempt to negotiate an alliance with the age old enemies of our kind: the werewolves. Or lycans, as they liked to call themselves. Lilith wanted the treaty to protect the vampires of her line against the increasing attacks from another vampire's followers.

I was prepared to meet with a monster. I wasn't prepared for the most beautiful female that I'd ever met.

Jenna. Lycan female. Emissary for her pack. Though she bristles and snarls at me, I know that the attraction is not at all one-sided.

I must have her. I will have her. But I had no idea that bedding a lycan--and tasting her blood--would leave this very old vampire altered forever...