Eira’s POV
"Don’t give me that attitude," Rafe’s words got me back to reality. "I am here because your brother Jason begged me... I mean messaged me 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 me."
Me? Why is he dragging me into it? Lucian had already warned me 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 meaning.
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 time my chuckle earned me stares from the other two.
Rafe tossed the bottle in the trash bin and came to me with a judgemental 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 me you were definitely thinking something 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 me as her shield. Don’t drag me into both of your matters," Roman told him.
I felt relieved.
"Caldwell, come out on your own. Want to see me taking down Roman just to get you?" he warned.
This stubborn bloodsucker. Why resort to fighting for absolutely nothing?
The door was just behind me, a few steps away, but I didn’t want to run in this situation, and this vampire would catch me anyway, as if he was so adamant on getting at me.
I let out a helpless sigh and came out. Looking straight in his eyes, I said, "It was truly nothing."
He pulled me towards him by holding my hand, "Say it already. Don’t make me repeat. The vampire’s patience is not at all patient."
I felt like crying inside as this bastard was truly intimidating at this moment."I was just thinking about some past with Alice," I answered and looked away, feeling guilty about it.
He lifted my chin up to make me look at him, "Care to share?"
"It... was just about some... 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 same way...."
He hummed 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 me, "Don’t imagine shit on your own. There’s nothing like that."
"Shit?" Rafe scoffed and looked back at me, holding me close. "When you meet Alice next time, 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 me and caressed the sides of my shoulders, "It’s alright."

I could feel his impatience, annoyance, and anger strongly now. Barely holding back, maybe because I was here.
VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Sold To The Alphas I Hate