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the toilet paper, but he grabbed it from her hands. “Not another word.” He hushed her, looking into her eyes. “We'll take care of you. There is no need to be embarrassed.” Marcus helped her scoot forward as he cleaned her skin. Soft cries of helplessness filled the bathroom as Lance wrapped another blanket around her body and carried her back to the bed, which now had another set of clean sheets on it. “Don't try to speak, Annabelle. Save your energy. We'll work this out.” Lance crawled into bed with her still in his arms as Marcus crawled in next to them and covered them with another blanket. Her body started to tremble again as they held her. She scratched at her skin as he grabbed her arms, stopping her. She glanced down and watched as a red rash broke out on her arms. “What the hell?” She yelped. “Easy, it's just our blood toughing your skin. Once you are converted the sun won't bother you to bad and it will be able to regenerate faster if injured. “ Lance pulled her back and held her in his arms. “How's your leg?” Annabelle wiggled her leg without flinching as the red dots disappeared from her skin. She licked those thick ruby lips. “Can I get some water?” “No, Annabelle, not yet. Your body is still changing. You're almost done, but I'm afraid the worst is yet to come.” Eden cringed as her body lifted off the bed to slam back down. Marcus swore as he heard the bones crunch, the tendons in her body beat against his hand while he helped Lance hold her down, and her eyes rolled back in her head as she screamed. “I swear I'm going to kill her family.” Lance swore. “Not if I get them first!” she yelled. Sweat dripped off her body as she finally started to relax. “She's done,” Eden said. “The worst is over. Annabelle. I want you to stay in bed and rest till tomorrow. I'll come and check on you then. Boys, feed her again, but she is to have no human food. She should be able to tolerate a little bit of water. A cool bath might relax her further and soothe the muscles, but don't let her walk.”
    Eden got up off the bed and stepped into Nicholas's arms. “I'm so furious. How could her father have done this to her, Nicholas?” She grabbed onto his shirt and hugged him. “I don't know, but they have a lot to answer to when they get here. Come on, let our boys take care of their mate. We have another guest that needs comforting too.” He led her out the door. Lance got up and strolled into their private bathroom. He ran the bath water as Marcus scooped up his mate. Curled up in his arms, Annabelle held tight onto his arm. “If you ever leave me after this, I will make sure I hunt you two down and castrate the both of you.” She nipped at his chest. Marcus cringed at the thought as he walked into the bathroom and Lance cupped his balls. “There will be none of that. You are stuck with us.” He purred and dragged his fangs across her neck while he stepped into the warm water. He sat down with his precious bundle in his arms. “You need to feed, Annabelle. I'm going to help you this time. It will get easier as time goes on.” He threw his head back as her fangs sank into his chest without any warning. “Damn baby, warn me.” He gritted out, as his cock swelled and ached to fill her warm wet pussy.

Chapter Seven
    Annabelle swept her tongue across the holes in his chest and peeked up at his handsome face. His dark green eyes flared as he rubbed her back. Her whole body felt like jell. Lance's and Marcus's emotions poured into her, and her anger towards her family only tired her out more. She rested her head on his chest. “Why didn't they tell me? Couldn't my own family trust me? If a Trendon is like a police officer controlling the different species, they would have to be able to see each form a person is, right?” Her dark brown eyes sought his. He nodded. “So…” She sat up and shook. “They would have known Dave was a demon, wouldn't they?”
    She gasped and tried to