Free The Chalice (Luna Vampire Series) by Christine Asher

pearly whites.  "And my heart's beating which means I'm alive.  Also, check this out.  Our father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.  Thy kingdom come.  Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.  See, I'm not..."  Then, at that exact moment, my straight-faced façade shattered and I started laughing so hard that it brought tears to my eyes.  I couldn't help it, their charade was simply asinine.  A sick joke.
                  Unbothered by my shenanigans, Adrian responded with utter calmness.  "Nothing will happen if you eat garlic, wear a cross, go to church, say the lord's prayer, or take a swim in holy water.  These are old wives' tales.  And we aren't the undead, that too is a fallacy.  Moreover, your fangs won't extend until it's time to feed..."
                  "That's just it, though," I panted, barely catching my breath in between giggles.  "I don't wanna feed, as you put it.  I'm hungry for food and all.  But I'm not thinking about biting you or sucking your blood."  I punctuated my words by forming a vampire-ish biting gesture with my mouth which, of course, caused me to laugh even harder.
                  "I'm a vampire; it wouldn't be very appetizing for you to feed on me," he explained, sincerity emanating from his voice.  And, in a flash, it finally sunk in.  To him, the whole vampire thing wasn't an act.  He believed it.  
                  I shook my head in disgust, honestly beginning to feel bad for the guy.  He needed to see a shrink in the worst way.
                  "You'll see what I'm saying in the days to come," he rebuffed with an air of certainty.  "You haven't been around any humans since your change."
                  "Well, that remains to be seen, I guess ."
                  "You really must take this seriously," he cautioned, leaning forward in his seat to stress his point.  "There's no way to outrun your destiny and you're endangering your life by ignoring it."
                  "Destiny?  More like karma, if you ask me.  I mean, I must've done some horrible shit in a past life to deserve being kidnapped by a bunch of vampires ."  As I said vampire , I rolled my eyes and immediately cracked-up again.  I just couldn't help it.  Vampires, yeah right .
                  And that's when his patient attitude snapped.  "Stop laughing!" he yelled.  "Focus!  Right here with me!  Now!  This is important!"
                  His sudden outburst caught me off guard and brought my amusement to a screeching halt.  "Okay, okay, simmer down," I backpedaled, knowing I needed to weasel a little more information out of him before irritating him further.  "So, um, where's here anyway?"
                  He inhaled deeply, attempting to curb his emotions.  "You're at high court, princess."
                  "God!  I'm so tired of getting the runaround!" I blurted, unable to keep a lid on my temper.  "You want me to be serious, yet you keep giving me your dungeons and dragons, sci-fi channel explanations.  If you can't start shooting me straight, you might as well go."
                  He slumped back into the couch as if I'd slapped him.  "I apologize, princess, upsetting you isn't my intention.  I'm merely unaccustomed to speaking with those who don't already understand a lot about our world.  You're at high court; I gave you a truthful answer.  That said, you're also in a decommissioned missile base about an hour outside of Topeka."  He paused briefly to make eye contact.  "Is that the real world answer you were looking for?"
                  "Um, sort of."  This story was growing stranger by the second.   "A missile base?  Like from the military?"
                  "Yes.  Several decades ago the United States government decommissioned around one hundred missile silos throughout the country.  They