Enzo's POV
Gerry overreacted the second he saw me step into the room with her in my arms. Her blood ran down my arms, yet the draining had reduced. Annie made me do it; I shouldn't have marked her, yet when she wouldn't submit, which made me let go completely. She hadn't moved at this point, and presently I might have jeopardized everything. Gerry's eye flew completely open when he saw the blood following down my arms, and he attempted to tear her away from me. I pulled her nearer, and his arms dropped.
"I marked her, she is fine," I spat through gritted teeth, irritated at how he went straight for her as though I had lethally harmed her. He let out a breath, and his shoulders hung.
"Not great, yet we can work with that. Simply implies changing her will be more enthusiastic and require
