Sue
My cheeks flad brightly as I tried to pull away from his grip, but his grip was extrely strong, pinning in place. I was so annoyed, if I had a knife on right now, I’d have stabbed the three of them with it. If I also wasn’t in a towel and nothing else; I’d have tried to use so of the martial skills I have against them— but even I know that would be pointless because I was already outnumbered since I’m just one and they’re three.
When Angelo stepped before , I wanted to avert my gaze but also didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing glancing away. He grinned down at before leaning down a little.
"How was your night, kitten? Did you dream of ?"
I stiffened at the sound of that nickna Becker spluttering, glaring daggers at him.
"Don’t call that! And I did dream of you, I dreamt of stabbing you with my knife." I hurled at him but his grin only brightened while Landon laughed behind . Damon let out a scoff like he was bored from his spot across the room.
"Do we really have ti for this, guys? Didn’t we co here to deliver a ssage to her?" Damon demanded and Angelo’s smile faded a little as he pulled back then turned to face Damon.
"We’ll do just that, brother. But a little fun wouldn’t hurt." He pointed out and Damon said nothing.
When he glanced back at , he looked over for a few seconds and I swallowed, my throat feeling dry.
"Did you really sleep well?" He asked and I pursed my lips, glaring at him instead of responding.
He sighed after a few monts. "Go get dressed then, we want to discuss sothing important with you, except you wanna do that in your towel?" He continued and I squared my jaw.
"I never wanted to et you all in my towel, you forced your way in here without knowing." I snapped and Angelo didn’t look apologetic at all as he shrugged.
"Go get dressed." He said this ti and I scoffed.
"You don’t tell what to do." I told him and he laughed, an eyebrow raised.
"So you’ll have this conversation with us here in your towel?" He demanded and I squared my jaw, torn between saying yes just to have the last word, but I know I’d never be comfortable in just a towel.
"Will you let go of now?" I said to Landon this ti, and surprisingly, he loosened his hold around my waist, but not before leaning down to graze my ear with his lips as he whispered a response to .
"Okay, stunning."
Once his grip loosened, I whirled around, intending to slap him and warn him to stop touching against my will.
However, before my wrist could connect with his cheek, he caught my wrist and used it to tug flush against his chest.
"Don’t even think about it, gorgeous."
I spluttered, rage burning within as I stared up at Landon.
At first, I used to think he was the chillest and the most easy going among the three of them. How wrong I’ve been. He was the complete opposite of what I expected him to be. He doesn’t know how to kill his filthy hands to himself and I hated that each ti he sat those hands on my waist, it made my skin feel like they were being scaled by his touch.
"Just stop touching everyti." I hurled at him and he rolled his eyes, his grip still firm around my wrist as he leaned down a little.
"Why would I not touch you?"
"Because..,"
"You’re my fated mate, Sue. I’ll touch you if I want." He drawled after cutting off and I let out a disbelieving sound as I stared at him.
"Bastard." I bit out while he scoffed.
"Oh, yeah? Let guess, you hate so much, right? That’s what you’re gonna say next." He drawled and I bristled because he was right and I didn’t want him to know that, so I bit down on my next words despite how hard it was. The way he was clearly amused with a grin was proof enough that he was aware that I was forcing those words down, and my hatred for him worsened.
"I... just, let go of ." I finally mumbled, eyes pointedly avoiding him and this ti, he loosened his hold without question.
I tried to elbow him, and again, he blocked the hit, moving super fast, faster than air. I gaped at him as he grinned at from the other side.
I blinked slowly, staring at as it slowly dawned on that the triplets definitely had so sort of powers. At that very mont, my first encounter with Angelo resurfaced in my mind, of how he teleported out of the cell I locked him up in, and now Landon could move faster than air...
Those weren’t attributes of werewolves.
When I faced them, Angelo had a knowing look on his face. "I know you have questions, kitten. Just go get dressed, then co back, then we’ll talk."
He ordered. I wanted to refuse the order but to avoid dragging this out than it has already been, I swallowed emptily and turned away, knowing that they were all staring at as I walked off into the adjoining room where my closet was located.
There, I quickly got dressed, putting on whatever I could find and ensuring that I was decently dressed in a pair of leggings and a crop top, then I stepped back into my bedroom.
The triplets were all sitting in my bed, and I stopped right in my tracks, eyes jumping between them. They looked so big right in my bed, taking up almost all the space there and I gulped, my throat running dry at once.
I jolted when Landon patted the middle of the bed where a gap was left in, "co sit here, stunning."
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