Free Vampire Secrets: Book 2 (Blood and Snow Season Two) by Rashelle Workman

more. His blood tasted incredible. It didn’t take long to realize he’d been right. I’d been parched for weeks. Literally dying of thirst. Not for water or any other liquid a human required, but for blood. His blood.
    I dropped my katana and took hold of his wrist with both hands, pressing it deeper into my mouth.
    “That’s it,” h e said.
    My parents had refused to let me drink from him before. I thought it had to do with the fact my mom drank from him when she was younger. That maybe it was an awkward situation or something.
    A s his blood soothed my throat, basically brought me back to life, I decided that was crazy. His blood was like none I’d ever tasted, an exquisite combination of power and sensuality. With each pull, my body became stronger. I could’ve kept drinking until the vampire was dry, but I knew that wouldn’t do. I released his wrist and looked up. Christopher smiled. “You look better already,” he said, brushing some hair off my face.
    What could I say to that ? I knew he was right. I felt better. Not a hundred percent—I still didn’t have my wings—but I no longer felt like a shell of the person I used to be. “I don’t understand. No blood has ever affected me like yours. How? Do I have my powers back?”
    Christopher winked. “I would think so.” He picked up my sword a nd held it out. “Go find out.”
    I smiled, taking a deep breath. And knew. Immediately. I could smell … everything. His blood. The scent of the soap he’d used to shower, a light dusting of cologne, and so much more. I stretched my abilities further and realized I could smell Troy’s blood and my dad’s. I did a little dance.
    Christopher laughed.
    I probably should’ve been embarrassed, but I wasn’t. I couldn’t help it. I’d never been so happy.
    I could see, even in the dark, the color of his eyes. They were no longer red, but a dark green.
    “Hurry,” he said.
    “Fine.” I turned away, heading toward Troy and Peter, and the battle that still raged.
    Then I remembered I hadn’t thanked him . “Hey, tha—” But I stopped.
    Christopher was gone.
    I had no doubt I’d see him again. He still needed to explain why he thought we were betrothed. My mom and dad would never allow that. Ever. My dad would kill him before he’d allow Christopher and me to be married. If he ever found out I’d drunk the vampire’s blood, my dad might kill him anyway.
    And my mom… I shuddered involuntarily at the thought. Christopher would probably wish for death after my mom finished with him.
    I’d deal with that later. First I had to go help Troy and my dad.

    Chapter 6
     
     
    We didn’ t capture any of the Akuma. Troy, Peter, and I decapitated them all. Once their heads were severed from their bodies, they fell apart, shriveled up and dissipated.
    Emotionally, it was difficult to kill, but I got over it quickly.
    Christopher’s blood pumped through my veins and the more I fought the stronger I became. If I‘d thought it was appropriate I would’ve cheered. My vampire abilities were back in force and I used them to their full potential, grateful I could actually help.
    Troy and Peter noticed too.
    After the last Akuma was beheaded, Troy came over. “Jack, you kicked ass.” He held up his hand for a high five. I didn’t leave him hanging.
    “There’s my girl,” Peter said, pulling me into his chest for a hug .
    “Thanks,” I said, enjoying the compliments. When I pulled back, Peter squinted, staring at my mouth. “You’ve got blood,” he pointed, “right there.”
    “Oh?” I wiped it away with my shirt, knowing it wasn’t any of my own, or the Akuma’s. They didn’t bleed. That meant the blood was Christopher’s.
    “Let’s go,” Troy said. “I need a shower.”
    Peter nodded. “You two go ahead. I’m going back to Sharra. I need to check on Snow.
    I squeezed Peter’s hand. “Tell Mom I love her, please?”
    He squeezed back. “Of course.” Then he was gone. I had no idea how he