whimper from my extreme hunger was my only answer.
“I don’t advise this,” Oleif growled, crossing his thick arms over his broad chest. “We don’t know of her control yet. What if she tries to kill the human?”
“She won’t,” Trey frowned as Archer stood up.
“We won’t allow that to happen,” he explained as he pulled out his cell phone and hit a few numbers. “And, I doubt you will either, brother.”
Oleif scoffed and turned his head away from me. Hagan shot me an encouraging smile as Trey led me to the couch to lay down. Trey fluffed the throw pillow as Seamus pulled my feet into his lap.
“You jus’ take a few deep breaths, wee wan,” he said as he patted my shin. “We’ll get ya a proper meal ‘ere soon.”
“Just try and relax, honey,” Trey smoothed my hair before he went back into the kitchen to clean up.
“Well, come on boys,” Aoife called from the table. “Let’s not let all this good blood go to waste. Grab a bag and a glass and drink up.”
Oleif sat down in the overstuffed chair across from me and studied me silently. His face was a jumbled mix of anger, confusion, disgust, and boredom. I was so tired of him always staring at me and I wanted to stick my tongue out at him, but I refrained. I had a feeling that antagonizing him would only make the situation worse. He didn’t want to be here any more than I wanted him here… which was not at all.
“I have four feeders on their way here now,” Archer said as he kneeled down next to me and took my hand. “We normally do not invite outsiders to our house but I will make an exception just this once. Quinn will have to alter their memory of where we live, but that won’t be a problem. If this doesn’t work, Skye… I don’t know what else to do.”
“It’ll work,” Trey piped up from the kitchen. “She’s a vampire for crying out loud. Vampires need blood. End of story. Stop worrying so much.”
“Never has a vampire turned their nose up at bagged human blood before let alone vomit it right back up,” Oleif gruffly pointed out, his eyes full of accusation. “We do not fully understand the ramifications of creating such an abomination. What if humans aren’t enough? What if she starts draining vampires like her sire?”
“I am not an abomination!” I growled, flashing upright. I felt my anger consume me as my eyes flickered once, changing.
“Yes,” Oleif growled deeply as he slowly stood up from his chair, “you are. Your eyes betray you, creature.”
Everyone in the house, except for Emrick who was outside patrolling the grounds, flashed to create a protective shield between Oleif and me.
“Control your temper!” Hagan yelled at me as he put his hand on my chest.
I didn’t appreciate him yelling at me, let alone touching me, so I roughly pulled his hand off me and threw it to the side. I heard a sickening crunch as I did and Hagan immediately hissed in pain.
“You protect this monster even after she breaks your bones?” Oleif shouted as he pushed at the bodies in front of him. “I don’t have to see it to know you are injured.”
“Dammit, Morrison!” Hagan yelled as he roughly shoved me back onto the couch. “You crushed my fucking wrist! Sit your ass down and if you get up again, so help me God, I will make you regret it.”
“I-I’m sorry, sir,” I said, shocked I had hurt him. I felt my eyes flicker again and I knew they were back to being devoid of color. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to. I-I guess I’m stronger than I realize.”
“You’re a lot stronger,” he huffed as he cradled his wrist and turned back to Oleif. “And you, stop antagonizing the girl. You are here to watch her, nothing more!”
“I am stationed here to kill her if given just cause,” Oleif growled fiercely in response. “Assaulting a sworn member of the Army of An Dilis is more than just cause.”
“I didn’t mean to!” I