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Rowan Delmirius 

"No. Absolutely not." I snarl at my brother Gideon, the oldest of me and my siblings. 

"It's the only way, and you know it." Jagger my other brother growls. 

My sisters Clarissa and Demetria both look at me with pleading eyes. 

My eyes go to Magnus, who is sitting back, as if he could care less about the conversation taking place. Maybe I went to far in saying I'd choose Winter over my family, but they'd do the same for their wives and husbands. They just didn't HAVE to choose. Their lovers were vampires when they met them. They didn't know the impulse control needed to not drink dry the woman I loved. The impulse I clearly lacked more than once now. Then fucking her so fast and hard that I'd nearly suffocated her to death, they didn't understand at all the way I was feeling. The lack of control, and not being able to stop myself, the way it made me hate myself over these past few days more than I've ever hated anyone. And they've all just suggested I turn her. Turn Winter into a vampire. They want me to file the request with the Vampire King and Queen, which who wouldn't be hard to convince, they always were willing to turn more humans, to have more vampires among us. It was the laws of humans. I'd have to file with our local Department Of Turnings, who would then either approve or deny the request, and have it sent to the next stage, and then those people would decide whether or not to make it an international request. Even if I wanted to turn Winter, which I don't, it could be a year before it even makes it to the final stage, and then we'd have to get a majority vote of all the countries included in the IVT, International Vampire Turnings. 

"I've already told her to consider the idea." Demetria says and I grip the wooden arm rest of my chair. Snapping the arms in half and her husband Frederick snaps his fangs at me. I'd never attack my sisters. But I wanted to right now. 

"Well tell her, to UN consider it, sister." I snarl as I drop my chin and glare at her. 

"No." She says softly. 

"She loves you. You love her. And I wont lose my brother. If she loves you, she'll agree to the change." She says.

"THATS AN UNFAIR ULTIMATUM TO PROVE HER FUCKING LOVE TO ME" I stand , the chair flying through the air and through the dining room window as my rage has everyone jumping and lowering themselves, hunched over, in a stance ready to take me down. 

Magnus lets out a large sigh, my eyes flicking to him as he still sits, unmoving. 

"OR are you afraid of what she might choose brother?" Magnus says, not even looking at me, inspecting his nails , huffing on them and polishing them on the breast of his chest and then looks up at me. A smug smirk on his lips that he doesn't bother hiding.

"That she might choose her mortal life, over her supposed love for you?" he taunts and his wife Elena hisses at him to be quiet. 

"Are you afraid the little human will realize her mistake once your venom wears off ?" His smirk grows.

"That she may just HATE you once she's of her right mind." He continues. 

"That maybe she'll choose to forget you ever existed and fall in love with a human male, as she should." He says and everyone is hissing at him to shut up as I stand there, closing my eyes. When my eyes open back up a single red tear falls down my cheek, at the fact, he could very well be right. His face softens slightly, then his mask is back in place as my sisters move toward me. 

"Leave me be." I shrug off their gentle hands and turn and disappear to the sound of my sisters scolding my brother, along with his wife Elena. 

From my window , I draw back the curtain, and look over to the Windsor house across the street. Her curtains drawn closed, and I listen for something, anything. But only get the sound of her heart beating and her soft breaths. Fuck this. 

I reach for the window and go to lift it, the breeze blowing in, the soft snow flakes blowing inward and I go to move, to exit through the window and to her, and hit an invisible force. I growl. Trying again. I fly from my room to the front door, the same thing happening. The air can come in, the snowflake falling and melting on my feet and the floor, but I can't get out. Trapped. 

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" I spin, all of them standing there. 

"Let the venom wear off Rowan. Then you can see her." Demetria says gently. 

"Let...me...out..of this house....right now." I snarl at her , at all of them. 

"Should just have the witch clear his memories of her now, this would all be so much easier." Magnus sighs. 

"WHAT!?" I yell, looking at all of them. 

"It's...something we decided would be best....if we can't get her to agree to the turn." Demetria says.

"WHO AGREED!? THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU. WITH ANY OF YOU." I feel my fangs elongate more than they every have, bloody tears streaking down my cheeks as I imagine a life without Winter. Not a single memory of her. Never knowing she existed. They would do it too. I know they would. For me. To keep me. They'd be selfish enough to rip her memory clear from my mind if it meant I was safe. 

"It has EVERYHTING to do with us!" Jagger , my brother yells. 

"One week." Demetria says. "I told her to stay away for one week, to think and to-"

I'm in front of her in a split second, her husband Frederick hissing and shoving his hand at my chest as he moves in front of her before I can.

"Careful" He warns, seething with his threat. 

"I told her to stay away, I....I glamoured her into doing so." she says and every head turns to her and I snarl, my nostrils flaring, Fredericks hands on my chest, pushing me further from his wife. 

"What else should I have done? Asked her nicely?!" My sister huffs at the rest of the room, because we DONT glamour people. Ever. We keep our ties to humans clean. We keep our name clean of doing anything that the humans look down upon us for....other than drinking blood. 

"You've seen them together!....You've all HEARD them together...you think she'd have stayed away from the house?"

"WE HAVE THE HOUSE SPELLED BY THE WITCH ALREADY, SHE WOULDNT BE ABLE TO GET IN" Jagger yells at her. 

"Yes. She would." Clarissa my other sister says. 

"The witch wouldnt spell the girl." 

"The "GIRL". I hiss. "Is named Winter." 

Clarissa rolls her eyes. "I know that Rowan, calm down."

"CALM DOWN!? How would ANY of you feel being KEPT from your husbands or wives?!?"

"She a fucking human, and barely your girlfriend." Magnus says and I vibrate with anger as I try my best not rip out his fucking throat. 

"Our WIVES...and HUSBANDS...are much different than your need to fuck your new blood bag to death" he says. 

"ENOUGH!" Elena snaps her fangs at him. 

"Im saying what everyone is thinking." Magnus says and crosses his arms. 

"She's temporary. He won't turn her. And I can bet that even if she DOES happen to still desire him after the venom clears from her system, that she definitely does NOT want to be turned. So she's temporary. He wants to get himself killed over some temporary human pussy." Magnus says and I lose it. 

My hands on his throat, fangs ready to rip into my own brother, the rest of them pulling us apart as his snap and I throw him into the wall, creating a Magnus sized hole in it as his body breaks through it.

"We're going to have to renovate the whole fucking house if you don't knock it off!" Jagger my brother yells at me, as him and his wife Claudia, along with my brother Gideon and his wife Monique, hold me back. The others, Demetria, her husband Frederick and Elena hold back Magnus. 

My brother snarls. 

"She'll be fucking a human man within two weeks." he grins. 

Elena slaps her husband across the face. 

"STOP IT" she hisses at him and he snarls at her and she snarls right back. 

"Magnus...get lost." Gideon my oldest brother snarls. "You are not helping, AT ALL." 

"Let me out of this house or I'll stake myself." I growl at my brother Gideon.

"OH shut the hell up, you'll do no such thing, it's one fucking week, get yourself together." Gideon snarls. 

"We have a week, to consider other options." Demetria says. I glare at her. Frederick hisses at me, and I snarl back at him. 

"I'm not turning her." I snarl.

"If she decides to make the turn....then we will do it." Gideon says.

"YOU WONT FUCKING TOUCH HER!" I growl, my voice vibrating the fucking walls. 

"To keep you alive...I will." Gideon says, without apology. 

"I WILL KILL ANYONE WHO TOUCHES HER." I say, meaning every fucking word. 

"You wont. Because then you'd be staked by the King and Queen , and your newly turned bride would live an immortal life without you. You'll always think of her first. That's the problem...and the solution." Gideon says. 

"We need to get you under control." Demetria says. 

"Magnus is wrong about a lot of it Rowan....but he's right about one thing...we can't keep babysitting the two of you to make sure you don't accidentally kill her. " Demetria says. 

I stand there seething, looking at the door wide open, the house across the street. My brows pinching as I see her, standing in the window to her room. Watching the house, the scene inside. I slump in their hold they still have on me, as she turns away, drawing the curtain closed, without a single smile, or wave , or anything at all.