Northern Bites (Aurora Sky: Vampire Hunter, Vol. 2) Read Online Free

the laminated menu.
    “I’ m hungry,” he said.
    “You’re always hungry.” I countered.
    Dante didn’t look up from the menu. “And you’re never hungry.”
    “Dante . . .” I started then stopped.
    Dante lowered his menu . “What?”
    “Never mind. ”
    “What?”
    When I didn’t answer, he leaned forward with a goofy face. “Sky, what?”
    I grabbed my set of silverware and unwrapped the napkin around it.
    “Have you ever noticed that food no longer has any taste?” I stared at my silverware as I spoke.
    Dante started to laugh then stopped when he saw my face.
    “You’re serious?”
    I nodded.
    “ That’s not the only thing. I feel a lot more sensitive to sun. Like the other day it cleared up and . . . I don’t know. It made me feel sick.”
    “Jesus, Sky. You sound paranoid.”
    “Maybe.” I shrugged.
    “Anything else? ”
    Our eyes locked. I could feel my cheeks heating.
    Dante leaned forward when I didn’t answer.
    Hell would freeze over before I told him how sexual I’d been feeling —my head was in the gutter pretty much twenty-four seven. It felt like a scratch that needed itching.
    I focused on the bear claw around Dante’s neck rather than his face.
    It didn’t help that I felt gypped losing my virginity to jock-boy Scott Stevens. At least I didn’t have to pass him in the hallway anymore.
    Only one person, or vampire rather, knew how to get my blood pumping: Francesco “F ane” Danado.
    I hadn’t seen him since my abduction when Noel had taken a risk and called him f or help. He and Noel walked in right after I finished off Renard’s cohort James. If they hadn’t patched me up, I would have bled to death. While I recovered, Fane went after the last of my captors. But Anchorage’s most popular undead socialite, Marcus, had already taken care of them. The man’s upscale parties were strictly no kill zones…unless, of course, Marcus did the killing.
    I’d decided to turn a blind eye on that. For one thing, Marcus had killed vampires, not humans. And he spared me and Fane from having to get our hands bloody. But Fane did have to dispose of the bodies at the dump with the help of Noel’s favorite vamps, Henry and Gavin.
    Fane hadn’t been too happy about that, which surprised me. I assumed a vampire would be used to that sort of thing.
    But no, he was a kisser not a killer.
    Not that I’d received so much as a goodbye kiss.
    The last night I stayed over we slept separately then talked half the night. Fane knew I’d lied about hooking up with Dante, and he understood why. I was a vampire hunter. He was a vampire. We could never be together.
    He accused me of being a vampire created to kill her own kind. I vehemently denied this. How could a person not know they were dead?
    “We’ll see,” Fane had said.
    As long as I took the antidote every month I would remain human. Melcher said they had already started testing a yearly injection and were working on a five-year antidote. I had no doubt the scientists would come up with a stronger failsafe.
    I was still lost in Aurora land when our waitress walked up to the table.
    “Do you know what you want?”
    Dante set his menu down. “ I’ll have a pitcher of your IPA, the mozzarella breadsticks, and a large chicken ranch pizza. No garlic.”
    No garlic? Sounded like I wasn’t the only one with sensitivities.
    The waitress turned to me. “And for you?”
    “The raspberry vinaigrette salad, and we’ll take the breadsticks without the cheese.”
    Dante groaned after our waitress left. “Sky, you’re killing me. I still do have taste buds, you know?”
    “Well, there will be plenty of cheese on your pizza. I’m sure you’ll live.”
    “B arely.”
    Dante cheered up as soon as his beer arrived. “Want some?” he asked after filling his pint glass.
    “I’m eighteen.”
    “Didn’t the agents upgrade your ID?”
    I laughed. “I’m sure this isn’t what they had in mind.”
    “Come on, Sky,” Dante said, tapping the