The Taking

Chapter 14

[Celeste]

How many hits does it take to kill a werewolf? Let's find out.

"Celeste, don't be hasty. My brother already knows what he did was wrong. Greyson and I will take care of this." Leo stands in front of his soon-to-be dead brother and my blood boils further. Vincent should take me like a man and not hide behind Leo like a coward!

"This. This? Your brother bit my sister! You think I wouldn't be pissed off? How would you feel if my sister bit your brother?"

He looked at me like 'so what'. Urg...men. They're hopeless....

"They'd probably have a drink over it like sick shits celebrating manhood." Lexie muttered under her breath. Her father scowled at her and she shrugged. "It's true."

Face palming myself, I groaned. "Actually, forget what I said."

"Don't worry Celeste, Charlotte will be fine. The bite will heal." Greyson assured, but the grim look on Bennett's face said there was more to that bite then Greyson led on.

"What if my sister got rabies from him?!" My fist connected with Leo's chest. "You better had him checked out!"

Leo grasps my fist into his, preventing it from it beating anything, or anyone else. Greyson doesn't like that Leo hasn't let me go immediately and growls like an aggressive bulldog. I'm tempted to tell him, Sit boy! But I don't. He might as well pee a circle around me to mark his territory.

Vincent peeps over his brother's shoulder. "I'm sor--

Before he could finish that last word, I shoot daggers at him. "Don't you dare apologies after what you did! When I'm through with you, all you can eat is wet dog food."

Vincent staggers back in defeat and his fists tighten between his sides, avoiding my gaze.

Greyson annoyingly wraps his arm around my waist and I jerk back in response, which makes him irate. "What makes you think you can take on a newly turned werewolf?" He asks me.

"If I don't try, how will I know I won't succeed?"

His response is a dry smirk. "I love your enthusiasm."

"And I hate yours." You can practically hear the thunder between us as we face off.

Leo clears his throat. "Hate to break the love quarrel--

"This is not a quarrel!

"This is not a love quarrel!"

Greyson and I yell in unison.

Leo rolls his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest.

"That was not a love quarrel. And I'm not done with him!" I point at Vincent.

Greyson groans. "You are not going to lay a hand on him."

"Why. Is he too fragile? Afraid of hitting a girl?" After the words slip out my mouth Vincent lunges towards me like a snarling mad animal. I glimpse at his eyes for one second and all I could see was pure thoughtless murder. The blues in his eyes disappeared and his pupils dilated into opal orbs. This boy was bent on killing me. Really kill me and all the fight power I had earlier switched into cold hard fear.

I screamed as his hands elongated into claws and were mere inches from gashing my face.

"Lexie," I heard Bennett yell just before I closed my eyes and barks, snarls, cries and whimpers were made by what sounded like dogs.

"That was close. You really need to watch what you say sometimes. I swear, one of these days you might get yourself killed with that mouth of yours. And I thought I was bad, you are so much worse." Lexie had me shoved to the ground right before Vincent attacked me.