Chapter 50

"Scott's POV

My foot bounced as I sat in the waiting area of the therapists office. We had already been here for half an hour and I was sitting out here alone. Still she had refused to let me join her even when I asked her when we checked in.

I hated waiting out here. Usually her sessions lasted an hour, and I was happy that she was speaking to someone. Getting an unbiased opinion is exactly what she needed.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket when I felt it buzz. I got text message from Brooklyn. A lazy smirk formed on my face.

"Mr Toussaint?" I looked up at the older receptionist who had called my name. "Can you please follow me?" I nodded my head and grabbed mine and her things that she left with me and got up.

We walked through the door and down the long corridor. She came up to a door with a woman's name on it that I knew as Brooklyn's therapist. She knocked and when the lady inside said I could enter the receptionist turned around gave me a smile and went back to her station.

I opened the door, and if the irritation I felt coming from Brooklyn was enough for me to know I wasn't wanted. I knew she did not want me in here. As I looked over at the woman in the chair, she smiled at me then stood up and held her hand out.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Scott. I've heard alot about you!" She said and I shook her hand giving her a nod.

"It's mostly true. Except for the good things, I swear." I told her and she laughed taking her hand back and waving it at me as she went over and sat back down.

I looked at Brooklyn who was looking out the window with her arms crossed and a glare etched onto her face. I went over to the couch and sat beside her but when I did she got up and went to the furthest side of the couch and sat there instead.

"Can you explain why you are upset with him, Brooklyn?" Her theripist asked her.

"This is a safe place right?" Brooklyn asked and the woman nodded her head.

"And you can't tell him anything that I have told you?"

"It goes against doctor/patient confidentiality so no I can't." Brooklyn finally looked at her.

"Then I'm not saying a damn word with him in here."

"Brooklyn-"

"No, I told him now I'm telling you, AGAIN!" She snarled angrily and stood up. "If I don't want to share something that I felt would hurt him then I do not find it very professional of you to keep insisting on bringing it up to me. You are supposed to offer me advice to help me cope with what happened, not you abusing your power to try and force me to tell him something that will possibly hurt him."

"Brooke, I'm also a couples theripist. That is why I keep insisting you bring him in. I'm not trying to force it on you, Im sorry if I made you feel otherwise."

"Dr. Carver I have told you how I have felt. Thoroughly, throughout every single session for the past few weeks. I'm just not ready yet." I set the stuff I had in my hands and lap beside me as I looked between the two of them.

"I can go back to the lobby." I murmured about to get up.

"Don't, this is the first time I've seen real emotion come from her." Her doctor said while holding her hand up. I leaned back on the couch and sat quietly as Brooklyn went over to the window and stood in front of it.

"Tell me what's on your mind, Brooke?" She probed, urging her to speak yet she remained quiet.

After a few minutes the silence was beginning to irritate me. "Brooklym!" I snapped and she flinched at My tone. "You are being ridiculous right now." I told her and she still didn't face us.

"I want to go home."

Brooklyn turned around and walked out of the room. I ran a hand down my face and groaned at how much she was hiding from me right now.

I looked at her doctor and asked firmly. "Should I be worried?" I asked her and she glanced out her window before looking back at me.

"Yes and no," My brows pinched together in confusion. I knew she was only concerned but as a doctor she couldn't tell me exactly why I should or shouldn't be worried.

I sighed grabbed our things and left.

Getting outside I found Brooklyn leaning on the truck. My heart pinched when I heard a sniffle and Ezekiel whimpered. He also wanted to know, and unlike me he wasn't against comanding the answers out of her.

"Don't touch me!" She whispered right before my hand landed on her shoulder.

A growl left me because Ezekiel was starting to get irritated. He was like this everyday and it usually helped if I took him out for a run, but I had to bring her home first before I could do that.

I snatched the keys from my pocket and unlocked the doors and went over to my side and got in. After she was in and had her seatbelt on I sped out of the parking lot.

"Slow down." She told me but unfortunately my attitude was spurred on by her rejections and my beasts frustration over it.

"Then tell me!" I looked at her as I go on the long winding road back to the apartment complex.

"I am not having this converstaion with you right now Sc-"

I slammed my hand down on the steering wheel cutting her off and scarring her. I could hear her fadt heart rate sputtering in her chest. "No, I am sick and tired of you never telling me what is wrong with you!" I said. I get she's hurting but so am I, she won't even let me sleep in the room with her because of this shit.

"I am your mate. Scott. I am not him. I'm not Ryan! I will not ever hurt you the way that he has" I told her harshly. "Can't you see that? Yes I get that what happened was hard to go through and I couldn't imagine it if it was me in your position. I felt it so I can imagine." I knew my eyes were blazing a bright blue with how hot they felt.

"Well you saw it, so no point in imagining how it felt when you could see exactly what happened. The entirety of sixty-eight minutes and twenty-seven seconds was enough to tell anybody how much I was really not enoying it.." She snarled at me through gritted teeth.

Both of my feet slammed on the brakes and my truck skidded to a harsh and screeching stop. I pulled off to the side of the road and put it in park and turned to her in my seat with a glare. "I'm sorry?'

"Did I studder?" She matched my glare. Her face was red with how mad she was getting at me. Good get mad at me, it was better than ignoring or feeling nothing at all.

"I swear if you weren't pregnant.." I said lowly and closed my eyes while trying to rein in Ezekiel's fury.

"You'll what? Hit me? Stab me?" She leaned a little closer her eyes were like ice as she looked at me. "Force yourself on me too?" For a split second her eyes flashed blue.

As I was taken back by what she had said I didn't notice she had opened her door and got out until she slammed her door after she got out of the truck.

I turned the truck off and got out myself. "Where the hell are you going?" I asked her, my anger returning that she would get out and walk away from me after accusing me of wanting to do those kind of things.

A sick person would do that, not me.

"I'm calling my uncle to come get me!" She told me without turning around.

Without hesitation Ezekiel took over and stomped his way over to her and snatched her phone from her hand. "Give me my phone back!" She snapped and he tossed it into the woods rather than give it to her.

"SCOTT!" Brooklyn looked at where he threw it, ran her hands through her hair then looked at me with tears filling her eyes. She wasn't sad though, she was pissed off as she refused to let the tears fall.

And I copped her anger when her hand connected with my cheek. My head whipped to the side when it did, the sting that she left behind was the only thing I needed to get my control back from Ezekiel. I placed my hand over my cheek and looked back at her shock all over my face along with my sorrow for upsetting her.

"I'm..." I knew apologizing wouldn't help in making her feel any better.  "I'll link your uncle Chase!" I told her and she shook her head at me.

"I want to go to my uncle Brandon's, because I want to be as far away as I can from you right now." She said and started walking away from me again.

"I'm sorry!" I told her and she laughed.

"Not as sorry as I am! I knew falling for my bodyguard was the biggest mistake I would ever make." She said over her shoulder. Brooklyn stopped and faced me.

All sorts of emotions hit me all at once and I didn't know what to think of them all. What was she doing?

"Scott, I love you but I can't trust you either." A tear escaped her eyes and I felt my throat clog up. I knew all of the other times she said it, it was for her wolf, so I knew this was truly how she felt now. Only now she didn't want it now that it was there, the closer our bond formed the stronger those feelings would grow. Her mark made those feelings worse even now that Zena was gone.

"I love you too, you know that I do!" I told her and went to step closer but she stepped back when I did.