But times change, as do the standards of beauty. Now she looked average, and men were drawn by her vampire glamour. Glamour was a vampire’s natural allure that mortals couldn’t resist. It was the best way to lure prey.
She missed the old days of simply being desired as a woman, before she had been turned. She wanted a man to look at her like she was the only woman in the world and see the real her, not the being she’d become. Only a true mate could do that.
Georgina put her hands on Grace’s shoulders and peered at her in the mirror’s reflection. That was one thing Grace was glad was a myth. Vampires had reflections, at least in modern-day mirrors. The myth had come from the fact that old mirrors used to be made with silver as part of the layers of the mirror, and vampires couldn’t see th
