Page 38 of Love Bites
"What?" I closed my mouth and ran my tongue along my teeth. Then I did it again. Talon was right.
Fucking hell.
Chapter Twelve
"Did you turn me?" I sat up and glared at Talon. Was I turning into a vampire? It would explain the paleness and the fangs. I hadn't signed up for that, though. I hadn't signed up for any of this.
"I did not." Talon held his hands up.
"Not even accidentally?" I looked at my own hands, at the unhealthy color of my skin.
"The process is too elaborate to happen accidentally. You can't turn simply because I bit you."
I glanced back and forth between him and my hands. "Then please explain what this is." My voice pitched up a little, even though I was trying to stay calm—which was a little hard to do when I was growingfangs.
"Vampires don't throw up. You're not a vampire, you're something else." Talon's gaze wandered to my arm. Mine did too.
"You think it's related to my birthmark?"
"It's got to be related to whatever makes you different from other humans."
"You mean it's got to be related to why actual vampires want me dead." I exhaled and rubbed my temples.
"Yes."
"So what's going to happen to me?"
Talon looked me over. "I don't know, but I will find out." He rose from the bed. "You stay here. Do not leave the apartment under any circumstances." He paused, then asked for my phone. I gave it to him. He tapped something into it, then into his own phone, and then he handed it back. "I saved my number. Use it in an emergency." He really didn't need to stress the last word the way he did. I wasn't going to bother him over stupid shit.
"I didn't know you could go out in daylight," I said as he walked toward the window.
"I can when I have to. There's ways to make it easier."
"Where are you going?"
"To find out why you’re growing fangs."
"My dad would have known," I said, slowly realizing this for a fact and cursing the old man under my breath. He could have prepared me for this. I licked my teeth again. It was tough to come to grips with how different they felt.
Wait, this change wasn't going to be permanent, was it?
Talon was right; we needed all the information we could get.
"My dad kept notes on everything. They would be in his office. I'm going to text Luke that you'll swing by to get some of my shit."
"That would be helpful." Talon pressed a button to the side of the windows that slowly made the blinds roll up. He shielded his eyes against the sunlight and opened the window.
I was about to ask what he was planning to do when suddenly, a dark aura swiveled around him, like streaks of black ink that had been spilled in the air and refused to obey the laws of gravity. A second later, Talon disappeared. In his place, a beautiful brown falcon spread his wings. For a second, he looked at me, and then he flew out the window and was gone.
So that was the bird that had been watching me.
I scoffed. Talon could tell me that he wanted me to keep away all day long, but he couldn't even do it himself. What a hypocrite.
I smiled.
Chapter Thirteen
Things were not going to plan for Talon. Theplanhad been to keep an eye on Collin from a distance to make sure that he didn't accidentally run into any more paranormal creatures who might wish him harm—like that stupid mutt who'd approached him that first night. When he’d spotted Collin at the club, he’d known what he needed to do.
