“Enough, sit the fuck down” I scream my vision tinging red as my anger took over along with my bloodlust when he suddenly freezes a whimper leaving his lips before he drops to his knees at my command, my Alpha aura bursting from me, forcing him to submit when I hear Drake groan behind me making me turn around to find him too on their knees, while Tate was still standing though sweat coated his skin as he fought against it, my command rushing over them too. Arial was on the ground clutching her neck as she glared at Chase for marking her forcefully.
“Leave” I tell him when Arial jumps up, grabbing my arm.
“No, please Lana” She says looking desperately at Chase who was watching her, his eyes turning to their normal colour. He hangs his head and I drop the command, Arial on the verge of tears at what has happened before she hesitantly walks over to him, she reaches out her hand and he looks at it and she presses her hand to his face, he leans into her touch before grabbing her, ripping her on top of him and into his lap. His face going to the crook of her neck inhaling her scent.
“I’m sorry” She whispers as he wraps his arms around her pulling her close like she was about to disappear in front of him. “I’m sorry too” He whispers back. She hugs him back and I hear Tate get up along with Drake both breathless.
“I’m sorry I am not used to using it, I hope I didn’t hurt you” I tell them, sweat coated their skin though Tate was able to resist it, Drake couldn’t because I haven’t marked him and he hasn’t marked me.
Chase groans before I hear Arial moan only to look back and find them all over each other stripping each other clothes off.
“And that’s my queue to leave” I blurt not wanting to witness my sister getting hot and heavy with her newly found mate. They suddenly break apart Lana’s face flushing like they forgot we were still standing here.
“Yeah, you will get used to that” I tell her knowing now that he marked her she was going to be struggling to keep her hands off him.
“I’m not listening to that all night, no way man” Drake tells his brother who was now shirtless. Drake puts his hand over my eyes, and I shake my head raising an eyebrow at him.
“Empty house on the forest edge southern border” Tate says walking into the kitchen before returning with a set of keys and tossing them at Chase, he catches them before they suddenly bolt for the door, disappearing within a blink of an eye.
“Damn I was really hoping to get rid of your sister in a few days” Tate chuckles and I slap his chest. Looking at the now destroyed loungeroom, everything up turned, the mantle was hanging off the fireplace, lounge was now resting on against the wall upside down. I start picking up the broken furniture.
“New doorway” Drake says pointing to the huge hole in the wall, you could literally walk through it from where Arial punched Chase through it. I could see the washer and dryer in the laundry through the hole. Tate huffs annoyed looking at the gapping hole. He shakes his head stepping through it and grabbing the broom from the laundry.
“I will fix it tomorrow” He says with a sigh sweeping up the broken plaster board while Drake picked up the bigger chunks taking them outside to the bin.
I turn the lounge over just as Drake walks back in, he looks at the destruction shaking his head.
“Just leave it, we can do it tomorrow” He says with a sigh before looking at me.
“You alright?” He asks making Tate look up from sweeping.
“Yeah why?” I ask picking up the broken leg off the coffee table. He points to my face and I realise my fangs were still protruding, now that he pointed it out, I realised how hungry I was and not for food.
“I can heat up a blood bag for you” Drake says and Tate growls at him before stepping forward.
“Don’t you two start fighting, the house is destroyed enough” I tell them.
“It’s fine I will feed off Tate” I tell Drake and Tate nods. Drake rolls his eyes at him.
“Or you could mark me and use me” Drake says hopeful.
“Nope not until you have let Tate mark you” I tell him picking up another piece of the smashed coffee table.
“Drake is right just leave it, it will still be here in the morning, lets go shower” Tate says brushing off dust.
“This crap is making me itchy”
Lana’s POV
I followed Tate up to the bathroom before sitting on the sink basin while he hopped in the shower along with Drake. “Do you think Chase will be mad when he finds out my sister isn’t a virgin?” I ask remembering Chase telling me he was saving himself for his mate.
“By the way they were all over each other I don’t think he cares, just pissed he caught her with Elias” Drake answers.
“Think Elias should keep his distance for a few days” Tate says with a sigh, Drake nods in agreeance.
“Are you coming in or going to sit out there” Drake asks looking over at me.
“Not enough room” I reply.
“It has three shower heads” Tate answers.
“Yeah, but with you two in there doesn’t leave much room for me”
“You are small you’ll fit” Drake says reaching out the shower door and ripping me off the basin I just got comfortable on. “Remove them or I will drag you in fully clothed” Drake says. I roll my eyes stripping off before hopping in and squeezing between them. Shrieking when ever one of them would move because I would be pressed against the cold bloody tiles.
“See” I state trying to grab the soap behind Tate.
“I think it’s cosy” He says.
“That’s because your not getting your ass chilled on the tiles” I retort finally grabbing the soap.
“I like it because you can’t escape” Drake growls behind me making me jump and spin around to face him. His eyes turning black as Titus presses forward.
“Mark me Titus and I will put you on your ass” I warn him before watching his eyes change back. Tate chuckles behind me, while Drake smirks before leaning forward kissing me. His hands going to my hips as he tugs me toward him.
“He won’t, he was just playing” Drake mumbles against my lips, his hands going to my ass as he lifts me. I wrap my legs around his waist kissing him back, my arms going around his neck as I lean into him. Drake growls softly before shoving me against Tate behind me. Tate shrieks coming in contact with the cold tiles.