"Are you sure Moria?" Constance asked, her eyes wide. This could be bad, if Tate has claimed this girl, and she rejects him, it wont end well. At all.
"I know what I saw Constance, I know just as well as you do how serious the situation is. Tate has marked that girl as his and everyone in that house knows it! Well, except the new family of course. They are as clueless as ever" Moria sighed, feeling her energy levels draining. "I need get back to the house, I've been out too long as it is. Go over there and see for yourself if you don't believe me" Moria spoke, looking pale and weak, before quickly heading back to the house. Of course, anyone in her situation could leave the house, but after a while they became very weak and lost their visibility. They were at their strongest at the house, so most choose to stay there, building up their energy for Halloween.

Constance sat, watching her leave, suddenly feeling wary. She knew this could happen, Tate was very possessive and temperamental. She needed to check this out for herself which meant she needed a way to get into the house, she spotted Addy, her daughter walk into the room, causing an idea to spark in her head.

"Hey Addy, You wanna go play with Troy and Bryan?"


After hearing the loud voices downstairs, Rose place the last of her clothes in her dresser in her new room before heading downstairs. She knew it wasn't her parents fighting, after all her father had been upstairs redecorating his new office. She headed downstairs, following the voices to the kitchen, managing to get a brief understanding of what was going on before actually entering the room.

"She can't just break in when she pleases!" That was her mother, there was a note of hysteria in her voice. But before the other women replies, Rose walked into the room.

"What's going on?" She asked, grabbing a bottle of water from the kitchen, leaning against the side and crossing her arms over her stomach, bottle of water clasped in her hand.

"It's nothing" the women told her, she looked like a 60's actress, and had a Virginia accent. "I'm Constance, this is my daughter Adelaide, but she prefers Addy" she introduced, studying Rose carefully, "We live next door"

"It's nice to meet you both" Rose spoke, smiling sweetly at the older women.

Her mum opened her mouth to speak, when Addy spoke suddenly, looking intently at Rose, unnerving her slightly.

"He likes you, you belong to him, he-." That was all she managed to get out before Constance sharply told her to shut up.

Vivien and Ben shared a look, unnerved by the statement, before turning to Constance and Addy and demanding explanations.

"She's just playing" Constance brushed off, glad that the panic didn't show on her face.

Rose, slightly unnerved, decided to go check on Violet, quietly excusing herself and running up the stairs.


The next morning, Rose got up and dressed before her alarm went off, she was thankful her parents were giving her and Violet a week to settle before starting school. She dressed in a simple white off the shoulder top with a big pink heart on it, pairing it with blue denim shorts and boot slippers.

She walked out her room, briefly noticing how her room was out of the way off all the others, before heading downstairs. After grabbing a bite to eat, she asked her mum if she needs any help. "You're dad's got a client in at around noon, so can you help me clean up?"
"Yeah, I'll do the living room" She agreed, grabbing the cleaning supplies She'd need before slipping her ipod on to play some Bon Jovi.

When she'd finished cleaning and everything looked presentable, she put the cleaning supplies away, noticing it was a little after noon, as she sat down on the sofa and flicked the TV on to see what movies were playing.

"Hey Rose?" My mum called from the kitchen.

"Yeah?" She asked, turning off the TV and heading to the kitchen, leaning against the doorway.

"I'm heading to the shop, do you need anything?" She shook her head in negative, "Will you go see if your dad needs anything?"
"Sure, what about Violet?"

"She'd coming with me" Rose sighed softly, since the cutting incident, Violet was kept on a tight leash with their parents, she knew it was serious, but Rose knew Violet would act out more if they took away her independence. But instead of telling her mother that, she turned on her heel and went to her dad's office, knowing that's where he'd be.

Unsure if her had a client of not, she knocked on the closed door. She heard her dad shout to come in, so she opened the door and walked slightly in the room.

She noticed two sets of eyes on her, one pair belonging to her dad, and the other belonging to a pale boy, with dark blonde hair and dark, calculating eyes.

"Mum's heading to the shops, do you want anything?" She questioned, unable to keep herself from blushing due to the intense gaze the boy had on her.

"Yeah, let me just write a quick list" With her dad's attention on the paper, she looked to the patient, meeting his dark eyes, every fibre of her was telling her to run to him, to do what he told her. As she continued to look at him, she felt her body move towards him, she knew what she was doing but couldn't stop herself. She saw him smirk, his eyes urging her to reach for him, before she could her dad turned suddenly, breaking their connection.

Rose heard the boy sigh in frustration, but paid it no mind, she had no clue what had just happened, but it scared her. She couldn't stop herself - but she didn't want to either, and that's what scared her. She took the offered list before turning on her heel and leaving the room hastily. Trying to wrap her mind around what happened.


Tate watched Rose as soon as she walked into the room, everything about her called to him, begging him to claim her. All he wanted to do was grab her and bend her over Dr Harmon's desk whether she liked it or not, but he knew he'd enjoy it more when she was willing to obey him, when she'd beg him to take her. Yes, he would wait, but it didn't mean he couldn't have fun in the meantime.

He waiting until her blue eyes connected with his brown, and when they did, he used the claim he'd marked her with when he first set his sights on her, and called her spirit to him. He watched as her body moved against her wishes, coming towards him to take her rightful place beside him. He was so close, she was reaching out to touch him, when the damn doctor had to break the connection. He bottled his anger and smirked to himself, remember how there was no fear or weariness present in her eyes. If there was any doubt she was his, this would have only confirmed it.


A week later, Tate walked out of his therapy session, he'd kept it on the down low so far, but decided to introduce himself to her properly - it was only polite, 'Of course, it doesn't have anything to do with the face she's in the shower'He thought to himself with a smirk.

As tempted as he was to dive right in and mark her, he decided to wait it out and play the game properly. In his spare time, he'd been watching her, finding out what made her tick, he'd watched how she'd eat, noticing how she picked out any onions and peppers from her meals, or how she'd sit in front of her vanity mirror at night, and absentmindedly brush her hair while daydreaming. He loved how she'd moan in her sleep, or when she'd play with herself at night, she'd bite her lip to withhold any sounds. How he wished he could make her scream. But that's not how he played the game, he needed to make her beg for it.

He made sure dr. Harmon wasn't watching, and headed to Rose's bathroom, he was thankful the house was big enough to allow the sisters to have their own bathrooms, made his life easier.

He heard her soft voice humming as he approached the bathroom, he made sure no one was near here, Ben was still in his office, and Vivien and Violet were downstairs in the kitchen, before entered the room, slipping in without a sound, he leaned up against the sink as he watched through the steam and the slightly blurry shower screen, as her smooth body moved, her hands running through her hair, which seemed longer since the water held down the curls that were usually present.

He let his eyes drop lower, taking in everything he could from her tiny waist, perky breasts that he just knew would be more than a handful and her firm bum. He licked his lips and made a quick adjustment in his trousers as he saw her shut off the water. A delicate hand reached out and grabbed a fluffy white towel as well as a smaller white towel - which he guessed would be for her hair, she quickly pulled them into the shower with her.

He saw her step out the bath tub, not yet noticing him due to the fact she was bent forward slightly wrapping her hair up. However he couldn't keep the amusement off his face when she did look up however, her eyes widened and she moved to scream, but Tate was quicker, he darted forwards, hand clamping around her mouth and his remaining arm wrapping around her waist tightly, almost in warning.

He stared into her eyes, shushing her like one would a small child.

"I'm going to remove my hand, but you've got to promise not to scream - but just a warning, people who break their promises to me, get punished" He told her, his voice taking on a dark, almost threatening tone at the end. Rose nodded clumsily, trying desperately to keep a hold on her towel. Tate was deliberately pushing his arm down her waist, towards her hip keeping a firm pressure on it, managing to slide it down slightly before she caught on.

He removed his hand, but kept it on her neck, ready to cover her mouth if she made a loud sound.

"What do you want with me?" Rose asked, her eyes wide.

"Just thought I'd introduce myself, after all, we will be seeing a lot of each other" he told her, smirking at how true that statement was. "I'm Tate, Tate Langdon"

"How'd you get in here?" She asked again, keeping as still as possible in his embrace

"Silly girl, you should really learn to lock the door! Anyone could have walked in!" he replied, amusement at the situation evident in his eyes, he stroked her pulse point with his thumb, feeling her shiver with need. Virgins always got wet so easily.

"What are you doing to me?" She asked, feeling her body respond to him against her will.

He felt her sister, Violet heading towards Rose's room and knew he'd have to cut his meeting short.

Before she could react, he turned them around, so her front was pushed against the sink and he was pushed against her back, his arm pinning her arms to her side. The towel on her hair hit the floor and he pushed her hair out the way over one of her shoulders. He leaned down and kissed the back of her neck lightly before responding.

"Your body recognises it's master. You mind will soon, and eventually? I. Will. Own. You." he told her, bringing his thumb to the back of her neck pushing in, his other hand shooting up to cover her screams. When he pulled his thumb back, he kissed the spot once again, before pulling away completely and leaving the room.

Rose held the back of her neck, she wasn't sure how, but it felt like he'd burnt her. She turned so she could see the back of her neck in the mirror, pulling her hair out the way, and a gasp forced it's way out her throat.

Burnt into her skin, were the letters 'T.L'