I stuck pretty close to Fate once we were inside. Begging was not something I did very often. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever begged in my life, and frankly, I didn’t want to start now. I spotted a couple of vampires hanging around, and kinda wondered what they were doing there. The chick didn’t look too happy to see me, but she was too busy making sure the human was okay to complain about it.
Fate nudged me in the direction of the room they’d apparently put Amy in. “Go apologise,” he said. I shuffled in and did my best to muddle through some kind of apology for her, but when she saw me, she started freaking out. She didn’t even listen to my apology. It came kinda close to her setting off my temper, but I backed out to the sound of her screaming at me to get the fuck away from her, staring at the door as I did my best to keep my temper under control. He looked up from what he was doing to Katie.
“I don’t think she accepted my apology,” I muttered.
“I can tell.”
I looked down at Katie and that vampire chick sat with her. She was kinda hot, even if she was mad at me.
"I hope you're sorry for what you've done to them." I couldn’t say that I was with much conviction, but I pretended to be, which was better than the total lack of remorse that I actually felt for it. "You better be. I could snap you in half with my little finger,” she threatened. I didn’t see how she would be any stronger than me, but I didn’t argue. I already likely had two new borns that were going to hunt me down and kill me at some point. I didn’t really want to add to that.
“Where’s Lazarus?” Fate asked, directing the vampire chick’s attention away from me.
“Still on the sofa, raging about how you went back,” she replied. Fate gave her a nod and told me to stay where I was before abandoning me with the vampire chick. I just kinda stood there, not really knowing what to do with myself. Everyone in this house apart from Fate wanted me dead. It wasn’t the best feeling in the world, I can tell you that much. "What's your name?" she asked me.
“Brody. And yourself?”
"Why should I tell you?"
“I like to know the names of people that want me dead,” I said flippantly.
"It's Hallie," she said. I didn’t know what sort of conversation I was supposed to be having with her given that she wanted me dead, so I stayed quiet and eventually she went to go check on Amy. I sat down next to Katie. She smelt a lot like vampire. At least, a lot more like vampire than she was supposed to. Hallie came back a couple minutes later and checked on Katie again. "What made you do it?”
“Personal issues,” I muttered.
“If you want the whole reason then fine,” I growled a little, “I have issues with dealing with emotions, and I didn’t realise I loved Fate til he’d already gotten together with Lazarus, who happens to be the only person that’s ever actually been there for me. The double hit of losing both the person I love and my only friend to each other brought out my temper and the need to create a new companion, so I infected them enough that they wouldn’t need to leave me for ages. Happy?”
"Could you not still spend time with them?"
“What while having a mix of emotions I don’t understand just making me angry? That would probably just make it worse.” She didn’t have anything to say to that. “Like I said, personal issues.”
At that point, Fate came back over to us, smiling as I looked up at him. I just about managed a smile back. C’mon, I was still nervous about being in the wolf house.
"Gen's acting as beta for the moment, so her and Theo want to speak to you in a bit," he told me. The temptation to just throw myself off a bridge and do their job for them was surprisingly strong. "And, um, they won't let me go with you," he added. Uh oh. “Sorry. You'll be fine." No I won’t. Gen came in and got me after a while, a serious look on her face. I’m dead. Like, properly dead this time. I followed her silently into the dining room where the one I guessed must be Theo was already sat, kinda scowling at me before I’d even had the chance to sit down. Gen sat next to him, and I ended up sitting opposite them.
"We should kill you on the spot," Theo said bluntly. Charming.
"But Fate said we should give you a chance to explain yourself,” Gen told me.
“And to prove you won't do it again," he added.
I told them pretty much what I’d told Hallie, in a less irritable tone. "But I have no idea how you want me to prove to you that I won't do it again..."
"Apologise to the both of them. And to Lazarus," Gen instructed.
Theo smirked a little, "And then you can beg forgiveness and be our slave for a week or two.”
I growled, “I’ll apologise, but you can take the slave bit and shove that where the moon doesn’t shine.” I’d already been the slave of a wolf pack before. It was not an experience I ever intended to repeat.
“It’s that or nothing,” Theo reminded me.
“I’m not doing it,” I said, clenching my jaw. He stood up, anger flashing in his eyes.
"Then I'll kill you right now."
I glared up at him defiantly. "I'd rather that than be a slave for a pack of wolves again.”
"Even though you love Fate?” he asked with a small smirk. I kept my expression as neutral as I possibly could. "And there I was thinking you'd do anything for him."
“Fuck you, asshole,” I spat at him. If he’d looked pissed off before, he was probably just about ready to throw me off a cliff. His hand smacked across my face and despite the sting, I managed to keep my face blank. He yanked me up by my shirt and without thinking, I spat straight in his eye. Because fuck it. My fate was gonna be pretty unpleasant either way. I figured I might as well get as much abuse towards him in as I could. I thought my temper was pretty bad, but y’know, I reckon Theo might be able to give me a run for my money. He slapped me again, harder this time. Hard enough to make me wince a little at least.
"How hard do I have to hit you before you give in?"
“Why don’t you find out?” I was deliberately winding him up now, and I figured I might as well try and bite the fucker’s face off while I was at it. Unfortunately, he didn’t quite let me get close enough to do any damage.
"Genevieve, go get Fate for me. And Scoot.” She did as she was told, and he turned to Scoot, “Hold this for me,” he said, handing me over. He also did as he was told, and I could only really watch in horror as Theo grabbed Fate. "How hard do I have to hit him before you give in?"
Considering how skinny and lanky the guy holding me was, he was surprisingly strong. I couldn’t get loose of his grip. Theo slapped Fate a little. I struggled more at that, my temper suddenly feeling incredibly strained. Fate just looked confused. "Don't you fucking touch him!" I was trying to reach him from where I was. If I could just kick him... He was too far away.
“I will rip your fucking head off and fill the hole with silver,” I threatened.
"I'd like to see you try," he said, slapping Fate again, harder. Fate still looked confused, and I was still trying to get away from the ass holding me.
"Do I have to hit him again?"
“No,” I growled, still struggling.
"Do you give in?" I gritted my teeth. He went to slap Fate, and my pride broke before my temper, along with my sense of self preservation.
“Yes!” I shouted. Just don’t fucking hit Fate again.
He smiled. "Two weeks. And you can wear this," he held up a collar for me to see. I was beginning to wish again that I’d asked them to just kill me.