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

my throat. “I’m sorry.”
    He gave me a squeeze and then shook my shoulders lovingly. “It’s okay. We’re going to get through this. Together. Deal?”
    I nodded. “What about Mom? Is she gone for good?”
    “I’m going to head up to bed,” Laeddin said, interrupting. He had a smile plastered on his face, but it was sad, laced with unresolved issues. I wanted to say something but held my tongue. He and I still needed to talk, but not while Peter was around.
    I touched Laeddin’s arm. “Goodnight.”
    “Night.”
    I watched him walk up the stairs. When he was out of sight, I turned back to my dad, the handsome boy who looked nothing like my father. And I wondered how he’d done it. How he and my mom made it happen. Was it her magic?
    Touching his face, I asked, “How is this possible? Is it an illusion?” I pa tted his cheek. It was scratchy. He needed a shave.
    “It isn’t an illusion. It’s your mother’s magic combined with one of your aunt Cindy’s potions.”
    “Ohhh.” Aunt Cindy was the queen of a realm called Polonias. She was also a very powerful witch and my mom’s best friend. “How long does it last?”
    “These are our bodies until we take a reversal potion while your mom works her vampire magic.” Peter patted his stomach.
    “So it could be permanent?”
    He shrugged. “I suppose, though I definitely don’t want this body to be mine for good. I like my original.”
    I nodded. “Agreed.”
    Peter leaned down and kissed my forehead. “I’m going to go speak with your mom. Find out what she’s learned. Hopefully I’ll see you tomorrow.”
    “K. See ya.”
    After I closed and locked the door, I went upstairs. At Laeddin’s door, I paused and closed a hand in a fist to knock. But if Laeddin opened the door what would I say?
    I kept going until I reached my room.
     
    ***
     
    I opened my eyes and immediately knew I was no longer in Salem, in my bed. All around me were the corpses of dead unicorns. There were dozens or hundreds. Too many to count. The land was dark, as though the realm were going through a lunar eclipse. Some light eked out. Enough to allow me to know I was flying above, seeing everything from the air.
    My gaze swept the landscape. I took in the unusual forest of trees, several long valleys full of black flowers, and a large body of water.
    I looked down and saw my reflection. The eyes staring back weren’t mine. They were those of Maleficent.
    And as though she saw me, she smiled and started to laugh. “Young vampire, your end is near.”
    Gasping, I jerked myself awake. But as soon as I realized I was in my bed, looking up at my ceiling, I began to relax and fall back asleep.
    The next morning was Saturday so I threw my hair up in a messy ponytail, put on lip gloss and a little mascara. Then dressed in charcoal Zella fitness pants, a teal tank, a matching Zella jacket and matching gray running shoes. I absolutely loved the feel of the casual workout gear. The jacket had thumbholes at the cuff and the color matched the still slightly visible streak in my hair.
    Laeddin was in the kitchen wearing loose-fitting jeans and a black tee that fit him like it’d been painted on his broad shoulders, muscled arms and chiseled abs.
    “What you making?” I asked, going to the fridge and grabbing the orange juice and setting it on the counter.
    “Fresh fruit and scrambled eggs with red peppers, onions, and cheese, and toast. You hungry?” Laeddin glanced over, turning slightly.
    “Starved,” I said, grabbing two glasses from the cupboard and setting them next to the orange juice on the counter. He and I had created a morning routine, where he cook ed, and I got everything ready. I took two plates down and set them on the counter next to the stove where Laeddin was cooking. Then I poured the juice, put the container away, grabbed the strawberry jam and the bowl of fresh fruit, and two napkins, and placed them all on the counter.
    The toaster popped. Laeddin buttered