Chapter 22

• The conversation had taken a wrong turn. He was not talking about human dishes; he was referring to a different type of food, vampire food. And he confirmed her thoughts by adding.
• “The same goes with blood. I like it salty with a hint of spice.”
• She wanted him to stop talking. At the same time, she wanted him to never stop. He made her nearly wonder if blood really tasted good, despite her being a hunter. Her rationality flew out of the window. The environment must be doing tricks on her.