"Stop," Blue commanded Daniel, wishing for the nurse to come no closer to him. The other male ceased his movements, gazing at Blue with a confused look on his face, but Blue wasn't too concerned with explaining himself. He turned to Eivind; the wolf had been clinging to him since the moment he had smelled the scent of Blue's blood in the air. He wasn't speaking, but he was breathing harshly, his eyes dilated and still filled with madness. Blue worried that if Daniel got to close, Eivind would snap at him, even though he meant no harm. Eivind had hardly tolerated it whenever Alaric or Sig touched Blue, and they were fairly trusted wolves. Although Eivind had spent a decent amount of time chatting with Daniel at the bar, Blue doubted it was long enough to gain the trust necessary to touch the young male, and he wanted to avoid any other injuries that night.<br/><br/>"I'm fine," Blue said, wincing as he moved his fingers to show Daniel they were still working. "It's painful, but I don't think anything major was affected. I think you and Sig should go. You two were just helping, but Eivind and I need to get back to our hotel. I promise, I'll be fine. Eivind can take care of me." Blue wasn't sure if he sounded particularly convincing, but he did do his best to make his voice as confident and firm as he could. He truly didn't want Daniel to get hurt due to Eivind's agitated state. The best thing for everyone was to just separate, Blue thought. "If you have anything I can use to stop the bleeding in the meantime, just have Sig hand it to me and that'll be great. Thanks, Daniel. I'm sorry the night ended like this."<br/><br/>Blue turned to his mate, searching his eyes. He could see Eivind in there, could feel him, but Blue thought perhaps the wolf side was still in control. "Excuse us for one second," Blue mumbled, using his good hand to grab the front of Eivind's shirt and tug him a few dozen feet away from the other two males, down the sidewalk that opened up into a small, dark, secluded alleyway. Blue pulled Eivind along, then pushed him back when they had found comfort in the shadows. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Blue hissed, his heavy brows furrowed together as he glared at his mate. "You almost fucking killed him, Eivind! You almost<i>murdered someone </i>in the middle of a fully packed club! This isn't the fucking woods in the middle of nowhere, you can't kill anyone who touches me!" Blue was breathing shallowly as he chastised his boyfriend, clenching his fist so that blood oozed out and continued to run down his arm.<br/><br/>"I'm not... I'm not mad at you for attacking him," Blue clarified, his voice ragged. "He was an asshole and he was hurting me, and you were protecting me. I understand that. But this is the city, Vin. There are humans fucking everywhere, and you cannot kill someone unless it is purely out of self-defense, and honestly, you were kicking his ass so it's unlikely we would have been able to make that defense work in court." Blue brought his clean hand up to his head and rubbed at his temple. He could remember seeing the wild look in Eivind's eyes as he wrapped his hands around Vincent's throat. It was a violent, fiery, mesmerizing stare. Blue's lip trembled as he recalled the intense, homicidal glint in his lover's eye, and although a pang of fear sprung into his chest, he could feel his cock stir as well. Something about Eivind being so willing to annihilate anyone who fucked with him was somewhat...<i>arousing</i>, although Blue knew he shouldn't be encouraging Eivind's murderous habits.<br/><br/>At least not here.<br/><br/>"If you kill someone out here and you get sent to jail, you'll be leaving me all alone, do you understand that?" Blue growled. "Is that what you want, for us to be separated? Because I don't want that, Eivind. I don't want you being tossed in a fucking cell because you couldn't control your alpha wolf instincts. You have to be more careful when we're among humans. Beat the shit out of an asshole, I don't care. Vincent deserved it. But you cannot kill anyone in human territory.<i>Ever. </i>Are you fucking listening to me?"