13| An Idea.

“Is that—is that—blood?” He asked with a shaky voice.

“Blood? No.” She muttered, suddenly getting the idea to compel him.

She had never done it before and didn’t know if it would work, but she had to try. She couldn’t have her brother know that she was a vampire.

So, moving at super speed, she closed the gap between them and placed both hands on his shoulders.

He let out another screeching scream, his eyes widening with horror as he attempted to get to his heels.

But Angel was quick to hold him still, staring intently into his eyes as she executed what she practiced with Damon.

“You didn’t see anything. I wasn’t drinking blood. You didn’t see me move at super speed. Now, go."

Taylor blinked twice, and the fear on his face quickly faded, indicating that the compulsion had worked.

“What are your hands doing on my shoulders?” He quickly yanked her hands off.

She let out a sigh of relief. He was back to being the annoying sibling that he was, but at least he was not viewing her as a mons