Chapter 39
Brooklyn's POV
The ground was wet, but my entire body was aching and hot. My hair was soaked from how hot I had became in the past couple hours.
Scott picked a nice clearing far back into the woods by our western border. He used his headlights to brighten up where we were at, but the moonlight seemed to be brighter. I ripped at my shirt, it made me feel itchy as it clung to my skin.
Scott helped me out of it then placed his hand on my head. My breathing was heavy and fast, as I let out a groan I felt my fingers breaking again I let go of Scott's hand with a whimper, tears filling my eyes for what seemed like the billionth time tonight.
"H-H-How much longer?" The words felt slurred as I asked him, this wasn't like when I first shifted, this hurt so much more.
Scott had shifted a while ago because I kept scratching him everytime I felt a bone break. My stomach felt like it was filled with knots as more pain filled me. This didn't feel normal. It stopped when he tpuched me, but everytime I hurt him he would let me go, so I couldn't blame him.
"It should have happened by now. Maybe you hitting your head delayed it?" He said softly. I rolled onto my side and curled into a ball.
As I laid there crying and asking the Moon Goddess to take the pain away, I heard a growl come from Scott. Looking over my shoulder just as rain began to pellet us I notice he is turned away from me staring out into the darkness.
"S-Scott?" I called out to him.
"Can't you smell it?" He asked, I shook my head not able to speak due to the agony I was in.
Before he continued, he growled and staggered back only catching himself at the last second before he fell backwards.
"Scott?" I sat up now on high alert. He turned to face me, and when he did I noticed the dart in his shoulder. He yanked it out and lost his footing, falling on his k ees.
I screamed when I felt my spine break, I arched my back falling onto my side. "Amoureux-" he was only able to get the first word out before he fell forward. He just barley missed me as I tried to get closer to him.
I rolled him onto his back once I got to him, the rain soaked his fur, mixing dirt and mud into the soft thick fur.
I finally understood what the pain was in my stomach and I was having no part in it without him. I needed him awake, I couldn't hadle this shift on top of the pain from my heat.
I tapped his face, perhaps a little harder than I intended to. "Wake up, please get up and tell me what to do?" I could hear twigs snapping as somebody approached us but I was more worried about Scott and what happened to him.
I quickly opened up the mind-link, the only person awake at this hour was my father. I believe he was on patrol tonight.
"Daddy?" I cried into the link. He replied instantly.
"Brooke, baby what's wrong?" He asked, I could feel how worried he was.
"There's somebody here, Scott is out cold and I think I'm in heat!" I sobbed.
"Where are you at?" I gritting my teeth not turning around once I felt warmth on my back.
"Western border..." I whispered. "Hurry daddy!"
The thing about a she-wolf, when they went in heat, it drew in all unmated male wolves no matter the relation. I was too afraid to move, scared I'd provoke the person behind me to act on his desire, it was a pungent scent as it filled the air around me. His arousal was making me feel sick.
However, I doubled over when it all hit me once again. Screaming I fell beside Scott crying and breathing heavy.
I felt hands grab my arms hauling me up, but before he could begin walking I heard another growl before I was thrown to the ground when the wolf collided with his back.
"Another move and I'll kill him!" A snarl boomed into the wind and rain. Looking up I see my dad's wolf snapping and growling at Ryan, he had a gun in his hand and it was pointed at Scott's heat as he got back to his feet.
With so much agony sweeping through me as I struggled to get to my own, I fell not expecting my muscles to contract once I was standing upright. My lip quivered as I sat on my knees.
"What do you want?" I asked him while taking a deep breath.
His grip on the gun got tighter as he looked over his shoulder at me. "If I go with you, will you let him live?" I asked him, tears were falling from my eyes mixing with the rain.
"Yes, but first..." He looked at my dad who was in a defensive pose.
The loud ringing in my ears had me scream out once I realized he had shot him. "Daddy!!!" I screamed, I got up to my feet and before i could try and run over to him Ryan grabbed my arm pulling me back and away from him and Scott.
"No, daddy. Ryan, you shot him!" I snarled and tried kicking him away from me. When my palm connected with his cheek he removed his arms causing me to fall to the floor.
I got up just as quickly as I hit the ground and almost lost my footing as I raced over to my dad. "Oh Goddess," I exclaimed getting to him. I pressed down on the gunshot wound only for him to whine loudly.
"I'm so sorry.." I told him as tears ran down my face. "Is mom on her way?" I asked him, he shook his furry head. She would feel him, mom would know that he was injured. So hopefully they wouldn't be here long.
I felt a pinch in the side on my neck then a cold solution enter. I blinked a couple times while placing my hand over where I felt the pinch. I suddenly felt very disoriented and the world in front of me was blurry.
I shook my head to try and clear up how blurry it was, but it did nothing but make it worse. Even my bones that kept breaking then healing wasn't healing anymore. My collarbone and ankle were broken but had stopped healing.
I felt Scott waking up so I turned to face him, he was moving but was still very disoriented. I made to move over to where he was but hands went under my arms and lifted me from the ground.
I felt my stomach turn at how fast the movement was, I leaned forward and emptied the contents in my stomach.
"It's just wolfsbane. With something else added.." Ryan whispered next to my ear and moved my wet locks away from my face.
I visibly cringed as he touched me and I wanted him to go back to being dead. "Fuck you, Ryan!" I spat at him wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
"Oh you will, I won't let this heat go to waste!" He said before he hit me with the gun and everything around me went black.
*****
I awoke again to my head pounding. My skin was drenched in sweat, I noticed I was laying on a bed but the room was dark and I couldn't see where I was.
I heard the door open and the shadow of a man standing in the doorway, the only light was the one in the hall that illuminated his figure.
I saw him pull his shirt over his head and I suddenly remembered everything that happened.
Ryan was back. He shot my father and drugged Scott. Then he threanted to subdue me due to my heat. That thought alone made my stomach twist in knots painfully.
The scent of human hit me vaguely, I knew it was Ryan, he flicked a lamp on and as I guessed it was the devil himself.
Ryan Dale, back from the damn dead.
I also noticed I was naked. Dread filled me once I noticed this.
My wrists and feet were cuffed to the bed posts, the cuffs were heavy and it made my wrists and ankles burn with the contact. It wasn't silver or it would hurt more.
I tried to remove them because my shoulder was killing me where it was broken at. The one on my left ankle was hurting just as bad too.
"Ryan please don't?" I begged him as he took his pants off. I looked away from him as the desire to be filled by his cock overwhelmed my head. It was wrong and unless I allow his sexual contact then this would hurt so much mlre than feeling him cheat on me.
I wanted Scott.
I craved his touch.
But being away from him with my heat ravaging my body wasn't good. And knowing I shouldn't want it, but my body wanted any cock that looked in my direction, it made me hate myself for it more than the desire I felt.
I've been with him for the past four heats I've had, that's how I got pregnant last time. But I no longer wanted his little cock anywhere near me like I used to in this state. And if i was in my right mind I'd tell him that.
Feeling his weight straddle my legs as he sat, he moved his hands up my legs making them tremble, I scolded them.for betraying me. "Let me go, Ryan! You know how this ends. I will not be with you." I told him quietly.
His hand wrapped around my neck, the chain of the necklace digging into my skin as he held a tight grip, his other grabbed a handful of my hair as he forced me to look him in the eye. "We'll see about that now wont we?" He said, a smirk on his face.
Ryan's eyes drifted down, at first I thought he was staring at my boobs then I remembered the necklace Scottgave me.
He let my neck go and picked up the small teddy bear. "What is this?" He asked me.
I looked away from him and he tightened his grip that he had on my hair forcing my eyes back to his deep blue ones. "Brooklyn, what is this?" He asked me yet again.
"It's what is left of our daughter!" I whispered not takimg my eyes from his. And just as I hoped he looked like he was hurting. He deserved that, because loosing her huet me too.
Before I could form any more words his lips landed on mine. I refused to kiss him back, I can handle the pain that waited for me if I continued to ignore his hands touching me.
I could feel Scott jolt awake through our bond and it broke my heart knowing that Ryan was the one that woke him. I was hoping he would get this over with before he woke up, it's to late now.
I could also hear the growling of other unmated wolves outside the building and it made me wonder if they were rogue or apart of a pack near ours.
"I found this in your pocket!" He said pulling away from me. I didn't even look at him. I don't care what he found. His fingers gripped my face and forced my gaze back to his, I spit in his face when I saw him.
He scrubbed a hand down his face and sat up as he did. That's when I noticed the baggie he had in his hand, I looked at it then at him then back at it then back to him and he smirked at me when he noticed that I saw it.
"What is it?" He asked me.
I shrugged my shoulders and looked away from him again. He hummed and got up from the bed. He went over to the dresser and began doing something but I tried to ignore him as best as I could.
"That Scott guy said he is your mate. I didn't believe him until I saw the mark on your neck." I smiled and closed my eyes thinking about Scott.
Perhaps I could get through all of this if I only thought about him? My cold skin sudenly felt warm as his face flashed across my mind.
"He seems arrogant if I'm being honest." He said.
"You are one to talk!" I retorted.
He was quiet for the next few minutes, it wasn't until the bed dipped and my eyes popped open. Ryan climbed back over me and I squirmed a little at his weight.
He bounced a little while thrusting his hips and I felt like throwing up at his actions.
The syringe in Ryan's hand didn't go unnoticed either, I followed his hand as he traced every viable spot he could use with his finger tips.
He got off my legs and went the inside of my leg. "Now I know you have a nice and juicy one ....right here." He tapped on my inner thigh near the center of my leg.
He pushed on my leg and it forced me to open it more for him to look down on. He's seen every aspect of me, but I didn't ever want him to see me in such an intimate manor ever again.
Ryan leaned down and pushed my leg open more. I could feel his hot breath on my leg so I closed my eyes tightly. I jumped slightly when I felt the sting but he held my leg down so I didn't move it. "Be still!" He snarled.
My breathing picked up, a few seconds later I felt a warm feeling wash over me before my body suddenly relaxed all over.
"I think this is some grade a heroine." I rolled my head to the side, Ryan was rubbing his finger along his gums. Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion and I felt like I was floating above my body.
"I feel funny!" I mumbled rolling my head to the opposite side.
"That's because I made you more reasonable." He said and climbed back over me.
I had no idea what he meant by that, but I sure knew when he slid his cock inside me making my body shudder.
Everything was very hazy after that.