Vampire's Forbidden Territory (Sídhí Summer Camp Series #2) Read Online Free

then I want a real bubble bath, a manicure and a pedicure twice a week for the remainder of camp, and the food of my choice for a month.” She wanted to demand more, but his lips had curled up at her second demand, by the third, he was gnashing his sharp teeth.
    She didn't know what his problem was; she had only listed the necessities. The minor stipulations were more than her due. If she'd been at home, at her father’s mansion in Clan Valley, she would have added several more necessities.
    “Your father is being more than compensated. The last Khr'Vurr assignment given to a Clan vampire was horribly messed up. Your family owes us. The research we provided on the mundane's genetic weaknesses will shave decades off his company's research. Your prissy attitude is offensive. Correct it,” he demanded in an arrogant tone of voice.
    She clicked her teeth together, angry the stupid dragon was treating her like a servant. The entire screwed-up mess was not her fault, but an aftermath of her sister’s bumbling mistake.
    She hated it, but she didn't have a choice, not if she wanted to save her family's honor. She’d follow the dragon's moronic orders, but on her terms.
    Harry sucked in the smoke curling around his snout. The thin stream of smoke disappeared into his flared nostrils and he instantly choked, coughing on his own smoke.
    Clarisse inched backward as he started violently hacking up spit. At the first sign of flame flickering out of Harry’s snout, she dashed behind a tree.
    His shoulders bunched up and he hacked loudly, a belch of dragonfire shot out of his stubby snout, barely missing her hiding place. The thin stream of bright orange fire hit one of many windblown piles of blue and brown needles scattered across the sunny glen. The dragonfire burst the dry tinder into crackling flames.
    She snarled, baring her teeth in fury. If she hadn't moved, she would've lost a foot. The imbecile needed to be put on a leash.
    Harry hopped up and down, uselessly flapping his wings as he tried to stomp-out the growing fire. He coughed and hacked-up more dragonfire. This went on for nearly five minutes as he tried putting out multiple fires and get his breath back at the same time.
    Clarisse slowly circled the open area that lay nestled among towering trees. Occasionally, she stopped and simply watched the dragon’s antics. Ten minutes later, she was upwind, allowing the stiff wind to blow the flames and smoke away from her. She crossed her arms. Casually leaning against the spongy trunk of a blue furble tree, she watched the tank-sized dragon make a fool of himself. His antics grew more comical as he desperately tried to contain the rapidly spreading fire.
    What a wonderful way to begin her day. She hadn't had this much fun since she tricked Eric into believing she was his lifeMate. The stupid twit had actually believed her.
    The flames grew bigger, matching the intensity of her smile.
    If the forest, which surrounded the Peace Camp, caught fire she could go home. She sighed in pleasure, relishing the tingle of excitement racing through her. Now, wasn't that a wonderful thought?
    Remembering where she slept last night, she chuckled. The temporary camp was downwind, along with the teenagers she had been forced into sharing her summer with. Getting rid of her cabin mates was even more exciting than burning down the main camp grounds.
    If her luck held out, those stupid teens would be caught in the blaze. Sídhí healed from almost any injury except beheading and burning to ash. She grinned, knowing the flames might take care of all of her problems. Well, all but two of her problems would go up in smoke.
    Her fangs glinted in the sun as she laughed. Her only regret was Katie and Jared. The two people she really wanted burned to a crispy critter weren't at the small camp.

Blue Bertha
    Katie sniffed the air. She hadn't smelled any smoke in several hours, but she kept checking. A forest fire was the last thing they needed.
    She