Eira’s POV
"Don’t give that attitude," Rafe’s words got back to reality. "I am here because your brother Jason begged ... I an ssaged to give you this potion. I don’t want to disobey the one who puts tasty food in my stomach every day. Now open your mouth, or I will ask Eira to do it for ."
? Why is he dragging into it? Lucian had already warned to stay away from him.
As if it worked, Lucian finally allowed him to feed that potion. "You do know how to be obedient and open your mouth... wide..." Rafe teased with a aning.
Lucian glared at him, "I will make you open yours till you choke."
I chuckled again. These two were back at it again.
But this ti my chuckle earned stares from the other two.
Rafe tossed the bottle in the trash bin and ca to with a judgental gaze. "What are you laughing at, Caldwell?"
I quickly shook my head, sinking myself towards Roman, "I... wasn’t..."
He leaned down, his face level with mine. "Those loud talking eyes of yours tell you were definitely thinking sothing naughty in your mind."
I slipped under Roman’s hand that was over my shoulder and hid behind him. "I wasn’t."
"Are you stepping out of the way?" Rafe asked Roman.
"I was always standing here. She chose to use as her shield. Don’t drag into both of your matters," Roman told him.
I felt relieved.
"Caldwell, co out on your own. Want to see taking down Roman just to get you?" he warned.
This stubborn bloodsucker. Why resort to fighting for absolutely nothing?
The door was just behind , a few steps away, but I didn’t want to run in this situation, and this vampire would catch anyway, as if he was so adamant on getting at .
I let out a helpless sigh and ca out. Looking straight in his eyes, I said, "It was truly nothing."
He pulled towards him by holding my hand, "Say it already. Don’t make repeat. The vampire’s patience is not at all patient."
I felt like crying inside as this bastard was truly intimidating at this mont."I was just thinking about so past with Alice," I answered and looked away, feeling guilty about it.
He lifted my chin up to make look at him, "Care to share?"
"It... was just about so... novel about boys... in love..." I finally said, "They talked just like you two... and I wondered how Alice would be surprised to see her brother... talking the sa way...."
He humd and looked at Lucian with a playful smirk, "Your sister and this little one were truly perverts."
"Don’t call my sister that," Lucian spat angrily at him and looked at , "Don’t imagine shit on your own. There’s nothing like that."
"Shit?" Rafe scoffed and looked back at , holding close. "When you et Alice next ti, you can tell her that her brother had already kissed a guy...."
"Fuck! You bastard," Lucian’s anger echoed in the room.
I almost shivered in fear.
But Rafe and Roman were just as calm. Roman stood behind and caressed the sides of my shoulders, "It’s alright."
"You are scaring her," Roman told Lucian.
Lucian controlled his anger and looked away. "All of you just leave."
But Rafe wasn’t serious at all. He turned back to , "And do you know the one he kissed?"
"Rafe? Are you stopping or want to shut you forever?" Lucian spat.
"Well, that’s for her to find out," Rafe told him, and turned to again, "You can do it right?"
"I don’t want to," I told him, "That’s his personal matter."
"There is nothing personal among mates," he told . "He is looking forward to fuck you and mark you. So you better get to know him well. Alright. Want a hint about that hellishly handso, deathly charming and irresistible guy he had kissed?"
"Roman, are you taking him away, or going to stand idle so I can kill this bastard?" Lucian warned.
I could feel his impatience, annoyance, and anger strongly now. Barely holding back, maybe because I was here.
"Stop it already, Rafe," Roman finally said. "Let’s leave him alone."
Rafe let out a sigh and held my hand, "Let’s follow his wishes. It’s not good to anger a patient. You need to be mindful."
I almost rolled my eyes. ’If you had been mindful before, he wouldn’t be angry anymore.’
While leaving, Rafe said again, "Do you know why he is like that?"
"He is hurt and in pain," I told him, "you should..."
"Nah!" He interrupted . "It’s because he is stuck to the bed and confined to his room. And he can’t fuck you at the mont, so..."
"Fuck off, you bastard," Lucian’s angry voice echoed as he threw sothing towards Rafe, but before that, the door closed on its own behind us.
Whatever it was, it collided and crashed with the closed door before reaching us.
"You could have hit Eira," Rafe said at the closed door.
"I don’t miss my targets, you bastard," we heard his angry voice from inside the room.
"Who closed the door?" I wondered, as none of us were near it.
Rafe moved his hand and fingers like a magician in front of my face, "Guess."
"You have such power?" I asked. "Move things..."
He smirked. "Want to prove it by taking off your dress without even touching you?"
I stepped away from him, folding my hands over my chest, "Don’t you dare."
He laughed as if I was so kind of entertainnt. And then his gaze changed, "The real fun is taking off your dress with my hands, slowly one piece at a ti...."
"Shut up!" I glared at him and walked downstairs, cursing him. "Perverted bastard, bloody bloodsucker, wingless bat..."
In response, I heard his laugh. "You are getting creatively worse at cursing. You need training from ."
I didn’t know if he could see as I had descended the stairs, but I showed him a middle finger anyway and walked away.
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