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"You're going to have to calm down, David," my father was saying through the door. "Something's going on here."

"Open the damn door! I swear to the fucking gods I will strangle you!"

My father sighed, shaking his head. "Now I know what Tiberius meant," he muttered to himself. He frowned when he saw me. "Shouldn't you be with Christina?"

"I know what to do," I said. "David? It's Corstelis."

"What are you doing here?" he snapped.

"Why are you mad?" I asked and my father stared at me.

"Why the fuck do you think I'm mad?" he yelled and I winced at his language. "They've locked me in this damn room! And Angel has been insulting me all night!"

"Only because you're a maniac!" yelled Angel from down the hall.

"Shut up, woman! When I get out of this room-!"

"Stop it, both of you," I snapped.

"You can't tell us what to do!" Angel snarled.

"Why are you mad, David?" I repeated.

He slammed his fist against the door. "Because I'm hurting damn it!"

"What's hurting?" I asked and he started to sob.

I put my hand on the door and sighed.

"My ankle. They-They took my cane away so I couldn't hurt anyone. And-And I've said awful things. I just want out of this damn room!"

I sighed as he started raging again. I almost had him. I thought for a few moments then realized what we had to do. I looked at my father.

"Do you trust me?" I asked.

"It depends," he said with a frown. "What do you plan on doing?"

"When I went to visit Christina, I showed her a letter from Bryan and their wedding rings." I looked at David's door. It was shaking as he pushed against it and yelled. "It calmed her down. She's back to herself now. We need to get the two of them together."

His eyes widened. "They'll kill each other!"

"You hold on to David, I'll hold on to Angel," I said, ignoring the look on his face.

I went down to the other shaking door and put my hand on the doorknob. My father sighed, his face showing how much he didn't want to do this. He opened David's door and grabbed his arm roughly before he could run towards me. I did the same and held Angel from behind. She was fighting tooth and nail to get to David.

"I'll kill him!" she screamed. "How dare you hold me like this? Let me go!"

It was hard to hold onto her but I did my best.

"Stop it!" I yelled. "Look at him! Look at his face! Who is that?"

"It's David, you stupid whore! Who else would it be?"

"But what David is it?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"That's the David you helped manage. That's the David you helped get under control." I turned a little so I could see David. "Who is this, David?"

"It's Angel!" He was still fighting against my father. "As your alpha, I order you to let me go!"

"Sorry," my father said with a shake of his head. "I can't do that. Not until you calm down."

"Stop saying that!"

"David, is this how you want to see Angel?" I shouted over him.

"Of course not, stupid!" he snarled. "But she needs to learn respect!"

"Is this how you want to see David?" I asked Angel.

"No! But he needs to learn that he's not everyone's alpha!"

"Look at each other!" I said and started to cry. "Stop fighting and just look at each other!" Reluctantly, they stopped fighting against us. I kept a firm grip on Angel still, though. "Angel, inside there is your David."

"And in there is your Angel," my father said to David.

"You bring out the best in each other. You were made to be together. Over the years, you've helped each other become what you are today. My mother told me what happened when David lost the ability to walk normally. You were there for him, Angel." I looked to David. "When Angel revealed the truth about her infertility, you were there. You didn't leave her and she didn't leave you. You're in love with each other, right?"

"Yes," they whispered.

"Then why are you speaking to each other this way?" I asked and Angel stared at me. "Why do you yell at each other like this?"

"My mother," she whispered, "said that-that-"

"Anger can get the best of us and make us do and say terrible things," David finished and she looked at him.

"David," she sobbed and I finally let her go.

They met and fell to the floor, hugging each other and sobbing apologies. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. I left them with my father and went to Sally's room. I knocked and walked in when she gave me permission.

I wasn't prepared for what I saw.

"Is that you, Roan?" she asked seductively.

She was on her bed completely naked. She had her head propped up on her right arm and her other arm was draped across her waist. I sighed and shut the door.

She giggled. "Oh, hello Cori," she said. "I don't suppose you've seen Roan, have you?"

"What are you doing, Sally?" I asked.

She beckoned me over with a wink but I stayed by the fireplace. She just shrugged and sighed.

"I told Roan to meet me here," she answered. "I'm waiting for him to come take me."

She giggled again and lay down on her back. She spread herself and I looked away, severely uncomfortable. I grabbed a robe and tossed it on her.

"You don't want him to see you like this," I said, sitting beside her.

"Oh, Cori," she sighed and put her hand on my inner thigh. "You'll understand when you fall in love."

I pushed her hand off of me and looked at the young woman who was like my sister. She taught me the meaning of modesty and here she was, revealing herself and touching me inappropriately. This wasn't her. I tried to think of a way to work against the spell she was under.

I sighed, shuddering and getting in bed next to her. She arched a brow with a smirk on her face.

"Do you want to know a secret?" I whispered and she nodded, her eyes alight with hunger for the rumor. "When I was in the Realm, I found an elf."

"Oh?" she asked excitedly and I nodded, putting on a fake smile.

"We took each other every single day behind the bushes," I giggled into my hand. "And let me tell you, Sally, he was amazing. I never knew someone could touch me like he did!"

Just as I had hoped, her smile was disappearing and was replaced with a look of horror. I continued.

"At first he was rough," I said nonchalantly, looking at my nails. "He wanted to prove he was a real he-elf. I convinced him to go easy, though." I let out another fake giggle. "I learned many new... skills I can pass on to you so that you can show Roan. In fact," I added as the look on her face became more and more horrified, "we'll bring him in here and I'll show him!"

Once again, I was slapped. I sat up.

"How could you speak about yourself like that!?" she yelled. "How could you speak about me like that? I would never-"

She stopped and looked around her. I stood up and leaned against the bedpost, watching as the realization of what happened hit her. She turned red and started to cry. I helped her put the robe on properly and held her while she cried.

"I've made such a fool out of myself!" she sobbed in shame.

"It's not your fault," I said. "Something strange is going on here. Some kind of spell. Everyone is feeling it. I'll find a way to stop it, though." I stood up again. "By the way, I was lying."

"Oh, thank goodness," she sighed, putting a hand over her heart.

I chuckled. "Get yourself together and go to your mother. She's with Tiberius right now and could really use your company."

"Of course." I got to the door. "Cori?" I turned. "Thank you."

I smiled at her.

The End

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