CHAPTER 75: 75: POSESSIVENESS

Landon

Watching Angelo bite Sue filled me up with a deep feeling of possessiveness. My wolf growled within me, filling me with the urge to grab him and rip his throat out, but the rational part was still fully aware that he was my brother, as as the oldest, hes automatically meant to go first. I had to turn away from the sight in order to calm my wolf down, till movements sounded behind me, indicating that he had pulled away from my mate.

My mate.

When I turned back around, he was wiping his mouth, his eyes had a tinge of gold in there and his hand trembled a little before he exhaled as he met my eyes and that of Damon. I had to force the lump in my throat away to speak.

"How did it feel? Did the bond form?"

I could still feel my wind thrashing around in my chest, and I was once again reminding him that our mate is for the three of us and not just me, and that it was alright to share with my brothers cause I love them, and we’ve always shared everything together.

Angelo exhaled again, and he has to drag a hand through his hair before whispering.

"Yeah. It’s snapped in place right now. I can feel her within me, a slight presence but she’s there."

I nodded before stepping forward. For a moment, it looked like he was about to shove me away or protect Sue from me, but in the next moment, he was exhaling deeply and stepping away completely. I had a feeling he was also feeling the same possessiveness I was presently feeling within me, but I decided against asking now.

When I tilted Sue’s head to reveal her throat, I didn’t waste any time as I sank my fangs into her throat, feeling the bond snap into place without any drama. Her blood slightly trickled into my mouth and as I swallowed the warm liquid, it felt like everything got lip up within me,and that hunger which I had always tried to suppress since the moment I tasted her blood, resurfaced at once. I let out a growl against her skin, feeling my fangs slid in deeper. However, at the back of my mind, I could remember Angelo saying we couldn’t do this yet, but I couldn’t bring myself to pull away right now even though I knew that I should.

"What are you doing, Landon? Don’t drink her blood. The fuck?" Damon growled as he stood by the bed, regarding me with narrowed eyes. The sight of him being so close right now filled my chest with a tight rush of possessiveness and I narrowed my eyes at him, wanting to ask him to stand back and mind his own business, but I also didn’t want to pull away from her throat.

I let my eyes fall close and was about to suck when I felt a hand on my shoulder, the grip hard and strong.

"Snap out of it, Landon. Without consent, don’t drink her blood. You’ll just feel bad about it later." I could hear Angelo’s voice in the background. Everything within me was urging me to shove him away, but at the back of my mind, I knew he was right and that I’d regret it, and I hated that. My wolf was so irritated, and he badly wanted us to drink her blood right now. But I could still feel Angelo’s hand on my shoulder and after he pulled on my shoulder and called out my name again, I had to forcefully pull away from the one thing I desperately wanted right now.

I was breathing hard when I pulled away, and I had to completely step away, heading straight for the other side of the room, where I tried to calm myself and my wolf down. I could feel my wolf right on the surface, ready to shift, but I shoved him back into the back of my mind. I remained in the same spot, burning a hole into the wall I was staring at for long minutes.

"It’s done!" Angelo announced and I finally turned around to face them. Damon’s eyes were red, and Angelo had a hand over his shoulder, seeming like he was physically holding him back from doing something. As I looked between the two of them, I felt a little horrible for getting the urge to punch Angelo just moments ago, when he’s tasked with keeping the most level head amongst the three of us no matter what, as the eldest. It must be draining, always having put his own needs away in order to be there for myself and Damon.

I crossed the room till I was before them, staring between them and the bed where Sue was still unconscious, only that this time, she had three marks over her throat.

"So... did it work?" I asked quietly, and when my gaze met Damon’s this time, his eyes were back to their normal color, but he had his jaw clenched as he shrugged Angelo’s arm off and exhaled long and hard. I arched a brow at him, a silent inquiry if he was straight and I got a jerky nod in response. That would have to do for now.

"I don’t think so, I’m not sure though." Angelo finally responded, sounding unsure and wary. "But it probably did, we could probably wait a bit before deciding if we’d call the doctor back."

I nodded tensely, shoving my hands into my pockets as a bitter feeling settled within me. "She really wouldn’t like this though. She’d think we did this to punish her." I pointed out into the silence of the room.

"But we did it because we didn’t have a choice, and this means if the bites worked, she’d no longer be a hybrid but a full wolf. The warlock part of her would be no more." Angelo sighed out before chuckling softly. "She might not be happy about that. After all, everyone definitely likes the thought of being able to control magic."

I snorted. "Not everyone. Besides, she won’t miss it since she can’t miss what she never had. Remember that it was a part of her that was locked away within her since she was born." I pointed out.

Damon cleared his throat and we both glanced over at him, slowly following his line of sight towards the bed, and a breath catch in my throat at the sight right there. Sue was stirring, shidfing a little in the bed.

We all quickly rushed over to the bed, and Angelo crouched beside it while I pushed her hair out of her face, making her stare up into my eyes as she blinked hers open.

At first, she kept blinking a few times, then clearly confused, she mumbled in a quiet, weak voice— unlike the snarky tone we were already used to hearing from her. "W- where am I?"

"You’re here in my bedroom." I murmured quietly, exchanging glances with my brothers who nodded.

She blinked again, face scrunched up in confusion, making her look adorable as fuck that it made my chest hurt a little.

"I- I don’t... how did I get here?"

Angelo snorted and she glanced over at him, then at Damon, then back at Angelo who spoke next.

"That’s hard to explain, so let’s save that for later, yeah? Presently, can you tell us how you feel? Do you feel pain? Feel hurt? Uncomfortable?"

She frowned again while staring between the three of us.

"Well, I feel pain all over..." she began slowly before sighing and attempting to sit up, but failing.

"Don’t push yourself, you need a lot of rest." Angelo sighed out and she frowned again.

"You’re all being so nice to me. Why?"

That question made me feel bad, all the way to my stomach. She was already used to us treating her horribly, so speaking to her this way makes her feel skeptical.

"We’re always nice to you." Damon responded and I looked over at him at the same time as Angelo and Sue did. Neither of us said a thing till he wordlessly glanced away.

"I don’t understand what I’m doing in your room though. Did I fall asleep here when cleaning up your room?" She asked and I frowned as I glanced over at my brothers, wondering if she had some memories skips now.

"You don’t feel any different? Like, within you as well?" I asked and she exhaled slowly before carefully shaking her head.

"No, I- don’t..." as she spoke, she slowly trailed off, then her eyes slowly widened as she seemed to be focusing hard on something, then her hand was flying to the side of her throat where three bite marks were laid.

When her eyes met ours, they were blown wide with horror. Her eyes widened even more as everything slowly clicked within her.

"D- did you mark me?"