Chapter 45

Scott's POV

I got out of the truck just as my two friends did. Leroy was a southern white man from Alabama, and Chris was a black man about five hours from here. I had to pay for Leroys flight to meet us here.

That was the furthest I could go, I could feel her with each mile I put between us, how much it hurt her.

I walked around the truck and over to the passenger side. I opened the back door and pulled out a bouquet of flowers. I know it wouldn't make up for me leaving but I was hoping it would brighen up her evening.

"Got the red ones there lover boy?" Leroy smirked behind me with a whistle. "Since when were you such a romantic?" I shook my head at him.

Chris came over. "Scott, not trying to pry. I know you want to wait for a day or two. But with Leroy on the council and me in training you said you needed help putting someone away. And that it involves both human and werewolf communities." He said.

"I've told you all you need to know about the situation at hand for now. The rest will follow." I lifted the roses. "I got these for a reason and you'll know soon enough!" I told him with a cold look, Leroy chuckled while Chris shook his head.

Headlights pulled in beside my truck and I recognized it instantly. It was Bailey. She got out, slammed her door then stalked over to me. She held an icy glare as she looked up at me, and before i could speak she lifted her hand up and slapped me. Hard.

"Where the fuck have you been?"  She snapped at me. "Do you have any idea what's been going on? My sister has been going out of her mind thinking you have abandonded her because Ryan r-" I slammed my hand over her mouth.

"We have guests!" I whispered lowly. I get that she's mad at me, but don't just blast things like that outloud for anyone to hear.

I removed my hand and she looked around noticing my two friends. She looked back up at me and sighed. "I'm sorry, but she thinks that you hate her, Scott!"

I ran a hand through my hair then loomed at the flowers. This definitely wouldn't be enough to show her how sorry I was. I turned away from.her and walked towards the apartment. The man at the door opened it for us, we went over to the elevators and I hit the button.

I waited there impatiently for it to come down, when it did it felt like it took even longer to go up to the fifth floor than it did to come down. Bailey had to hold me back everytime the doors opened on the wrong floor.

But once it hit ours she let me go and I dug in my pockets for the keys. I sloppily opened the apartment door. Bailey, Chris and Leroy was behind me and came in with me.

Evan came out from the laundry room puzzled at all the people now in the apartment. He amiled then placed a finger to his lips. "Hey, honey!" Bailey said and went over to Evan. She leaned up and kissed him softly.

I looked to the bedroom where I heard the shower running. I aimlessly walked pased Evan and Bailey and went towards our bedroom. I opened the door and stepped in.

She had decorated it. The bed was stripped of it's linens but the room was nicely decorated. Two solid oak wood dressers were on each wall, one tall one short with a mirror attached to it. I could tell she had had clothing already in the short one because kne of the dressers were opened some, and there was things already spread out all over it that belonged to her.

The taller o e didn't have anything on it, I think she intended that o e for me, maybe? The walk-in was open and on one side her clothes were hung up, the other was bare. I suddenly felt bad that I wasn't here to help her move in properly. There was still boxes everywhere so she wasn't completely finished. But i still felt realy guilty.

My nose twitched at the scent of wolfsbane. There's no way that crap is still in her bloodstream.

I glanced at the bathroom door that was attached to the master bedroom and opened it. The bathroom was steamy, I put the flowers down on the counter, just as she began talking. Her hands moved over her body as she washed her skin. It was red from the hot water, that much i could tell through the cloudy screen door.

"Bailey, why does the Moon Goddess hate me so much?" I wanted to tell her that she didn't hate her, but I could feel that she believed it in her heart that she hated her, yet she continued before I could open my mouth. "I mean she waited until after I was broken and run over by love to give me a chance to find it, only for my first love to hurt me more than I thought he was capable of, and now my second can't stand the sight of me."

My heart hurt me painfully hearing her words. I moved from the counter and over to the shower, she let out a exaggerated breath. "Do you think Scott will leave me when I tell him?" She asked and my brows furrowed.

I opened the shower screen, I watched goosebumps rise on her skin from the cool air as it touched her skin compared to the steam in the shower. I stepped in and closed the door, I reached for her and wrapped both of my arms around her, uncaring that I was wearing my clothes and getting them wet.

I grabbed her hands holding her tighter, I missed the feel of her skin so much. She gasped when I touched her but I didn't care, I just wanted to hold her. "I'm sorry I was gone so long. I had to go get some friends and bring them here." I murmured dipping my face into the crook of her neck.

"You.." Her hand trembled as she removed one from my hold then the other. "You left me!"

By the tone she used and the crack in her voice I knew she was hurt. I didn't have to hear her thoughts or use the bond to tell. I gave her a light squeeze and kissed the shell of her ear.

"I'm so sorry, I needed to get someone to help that was not a wolf but knew about us and was high up enough on the council that can get his colleagues to listen.." I explained to her.

"I needed you here!" I nodded my head, now I did feel really bad about why I left, but I had to get somebody who could get us some help and get Ryan put away without his money or his daddy bailing him out.

"I couldn't watch you like that. I did once before, I couldn't do it again!" Brooklyn placed her hands on mine and removed my hands from her body.

"You think that this was my fault?" She asked me. I instantly shook my head. Brooklyn turned off the shower and slid past me and getting out of the shower.

"I didn't say that, Brooke!" I said following after her. She picked up her towel and wrapped it around her body then went into our bedroom.

"Brooke, I know none of this is your fault!" I told her standing next to her as she opened up her drawers to get clothes out.

"You couldn't stand to see me wallow in self pity AGAIN!" She slammed the drawer shut and dropped her towel. She put her shirt on in such a haste that she went to put her bra on over it. After realizing it she tossed the bra on the dresser and slipped on her panties.

She looked over at me "The first time you let me do it was because I lost my daughter, but this time I get sexually assaulted you can't sit by and help me get through it. You left me here alone, I suffered through it alone, Scott."

I looked up at the ceiling then closed my eyes. She was right, I should have waited for her to heal a little more before I left. When I looked back down at her she had a pair of knee length shorts on and went for the bedroom door.

"Brooke, I'm sorry!" She stopped once it was open and turned towards me her eyes glassy.

"Not as much as I am." I looked at her confused and she looked down at her feet.

"You didn't do anything wrong!" I told her and began going closer to her. She put her hand up at me so I stopped.

"I did, I went into heat. He told me he would make sure he gave me another one and he did. So for that I'm very s-s-sorry!" I still had no idea what she was talking about. Her heat wasn't her fault.

"I don't know what you are meaning but you are forgiven!" I told her and went to go over to her again.

"Reject me!"

I blinked at her, my lycan growled angrily in my head at what she said. "Excuse me?" I asked her, my voice turning cold.

"Ryan, has ruined me, he took the last bit of sanity I had left. So, Scott, I beg you...please reject me? Because I don't have the will to do it myself." I kept my emotionless and cold gaze on her face, I even watched a tear fall from.her eyes one after the other.

"You think he ruined you? Why because your body enjoyed the first go? Or because you didn't want it to hurt?" I walked over to her, fast enough so she wouldn't back away from me. "I don't care if you were with him for one year, five years, ten, twenty-five, I would still take you back." I told her while grabbing the back of her beck and pressing my forehead to hers.

"What if I told you he got me pregnant?" She whispered so quietly. "Would you have me then?" She asked the question before pulling away from me and pushing on my chest.

"I told you he ruined me." I looked down at her, and she quickly turned around and walked away and over to her sister. Bailey walked her out of sight of everybody and down the hall.

"Brooklyn!" I called after her. Bailey turned around and put her finger up.

"I'll talk to her, then you." She said and I sighed but gave her a nod. She went into the bedroom Brooklyn went into.

I turned around and went over and sat down on the couch with Evan. "Have a nice chat?" He asked, so I sent him a glare to which Leroy and Chris snickered and Evan smiled sweetly at me.

"She just found out this morning!" I dropped my glare and looked to the hallway then back at him.

"Are we sure it's his?" He shook his head.

"No, she she is deadset on thinking that he is the father." I brought my hands up and rubbed my face with them. "Bailey, told me she got Brooke to take the Plan B contraceptives when you asked her to come and sit with her, but you know nothing is always one hundred percent." I breathed a sigh of relief thinking that was why she ended up here. But if she took the pill, then..how?

"That's why you think it's mine? The pill still would have affected anything we did within a seventy-two hour timeframe." He nodded his head then gave me a pointed look. "Unless she was already pregnant." I finished for him and he smiled brightly now that I had caught on.

"You really didn't let her heal much after she miscarried did you?" Evan chuckled.

I shook my head at him while rolling my eyes. I tried to do a timeframe of when it could have happened. But the only time I think it could be was when I accidentally knotted her the first time. Our sperm is more potent when we do that, and the second time I'm not sure would count because of the birth control.

"What are you thinking about?" Chris asked me.

"Well, first, regardless if it's mine the child belongs to her. So I will help her with it no matter what." I smiled to myself. "And, second if it is mine we'll know soon, lycan babies develop faster than werewolves do."

Evan smiled over at me. "How short are we talkin?" Leroy asked me and I chuckled.

"Ten to twelve weeks!" His face paled at my answer, so did Chris'

"Well if we see her showing in a week or so we will know who that baby daddy is." Evan punched my arm.