Chapter 53

Brooklyn's POV

I just wanted to get away from them both as Caleb and Jordan stared off at one another. They would growl as they spoke through the link.

I felt the hairs on my arms and neck raise. I even heard others approaching but I couldn't focus on them, or the two Alpha's standing in front of me.

I can't believe my own mother would force me to come back. I said I didn't want to go, she of all people need to respect the meaning of what that means to a female with my history

Sparks ran up my arms when Scott took my hand in his own. I would have yanked it away but the sparks and tingles made my mind stop racing long enough to focus back in on everyone.

"What the hell, Jordan? I told you where she was at out of respect and love. I didn't think you would try and force her to leave when she clearly don't want to go with you." Caleb snapped and yelled at my brother.

"I was given an order by the coven, Caleb! You know that even a Alpha can't go against coven orders." Jordan snarled.

"But I don't care for coven laws!" I found myself saying. Caleb turned to me and went to say something but I put my hand up. He closed his mouth and let me continue. "Tell mom that I have refused her order and if she wants to come and collect me herself she can do so as she pleases." Jordan seemed shocked that I refused to listen to our own mother, but I was tired of being bossed around.

"So until then, I'm staying here where I don't have so many gloomy people that are more heartbroken over my wolf being dead than what happened to me when she died."

"That isn't true!" He defended them all. But because of Scott's mind-reading power I could hear everything. That's why I have been keeping my distance from my family. "We're just worried sissy!"

"Oh you're worried," I said and he nodded his head, I wasnt asking him a question though. "Then imagine how I feel? How it feels to wake up one day with someone you love and fear at the same time, but can't find a way to leave them because the love overrides that fear." I took my hand from Scott and ran it through my hair. "I know how my story ends, I've seen the effects my own actions have put me in every night when I lay down."

"Then let us help you get stronger and change that future you saw Brooklyn!"  He said softly. "I can't help you if you won't even try yourself."

"I don't want your help! I didn't need it before when I was with Ryan and I don't need it now that I am just some weak human." My chest hurt after saying that. I have refused to admit it for weeks that I was no longer a werewolf and just some human. It hurt my heart to admit my best friend wasn't ever coming back.

"Sissy-"

"Just leave me alone! Let me live my final days in peace!" My throat clogged up. I won't see my baby grow up now. Everything was moving so much faster. I even wondered if she would be born before he caused my death. "I'm tired of being strong Jordan, I didn't ask for the things that happened to me. But they did. But what I can ask for is serenity before anything else happens."

I took a deep breath and began walking away from him. I can sleep tonight, because I know that tommorrow my parents would be here. "Caleb I'd like a protective barrier around the cabin. I don't want any witches or warlocks in the place I'm staying." I called over my shoulder.

"Not a problem!" He answered.

I walked all the way through the woods and back to where the cabin was at, I pulled the key from my pocket and unlocked it. I flipped the light on and smiled to myself. I glanced at the fireplace and went back onto the porch to grab a few logs for it.

When i did Scott was sitting on the chair by the door. He stood up when I went over to the pile of logs lined up against the wall of the cabin.

"Can I ask you something?" I nodded my head grabbing a few extra logs and walked back to the entry to the cabin. I stood there waiting for his question. "Can there be a few adjustments to the barrier you'd like put up?"

"Like what?" I asked him.

"Like if you get hurt or need help while in here," he placed his hand on the door frame. There wasn't a spell up yet so he was restraining himself to not move past the threshold. "So we can enter if needed." He locked eyes with me and I looked away from him.

"Yeah, I suppose that's fine." I gave him a small smile and moved over to the fireplace. I set a couple logs in it and lit the fire. It was chilly today and I wanted to be warm even if i couldn't sleep. I then got up and went over to the small kitchen table and sat down.

"Would you like me to get the herbs from the truck that you bought today?" I looked in the kitchen, there wasn't really much in here. I would have to ask Dannielle or Caleb to get me a few things. Or ask my uncle to take me shopping before the supermarket closed. I was hoping to make tea with the chamomile but there wasn't any in here.

I sighed and looked back at Scott. I'll find something else to do with it. Maybe soak in ot in a noce bath? "Sure." I watched him reach insideand pull the door closed before leaving.

After about ten minutes a knock sounded on the front door again. Scott walked in and placed a bag and the herbs on the table then went back over to the door.

I opened the bag he brought in and looked inside. It was just a couple of days worth of clothes. I sighed knowing i was gonna have to go back to the apartment and get more, Scott purposely didn't pack many clothes for a reason.

"Your eyes, have you not noticed yet?" He asked me, I looked over at him again with furrowed brows. Is he talking about the change in the color? I don't know why my eyes blended mine and Zena's eye color together.

"Go look in rhe mirror!" He said and I got up from the table and went over to the bathroom. I turned on the light and stepped closer to the mirror. I gasped. "Why are they blue?" I said outloud.

Zena died mid-shift. She didn't make it through her heat or her shift. So why are my eyes blue and not brown?

"I don't think she died! I think she is trapped. She can't get out because you are pregnant!" I looked in the mirror to see Scott standing in the doorway to the bathroom.

"I can see the look on everybody's face when they realize what happened." I said softly. "I smell human. And if Zena was alive I would still smell like a shifter. Not a human, even witches have their own scent too. I refused my gifts when I lost her so I have no supernatural abilities or senses."

"And you refuse to be the other part of who you are? Zena wouldn't want you to do that, Brooke!" He told me softly.

No I knew she would be disappointed in me for refusing to acknowledge part kf who i was born to be. What good are my powers when i can't protect myself with them. My magic wasn't defensive, it was more protective and I forgot how to use them when he drugged me.

He sighed ready knowing what I was thinking. "I'm sorry. I love you and I will wait for you to believe that and come back to me so I can protect both you and our daughter." He said before he forced himself out of the cabin.

I felt tears fillimg in my eyes. Maybe I should just set him free of me. I went to the front door and opened it. "Scott?" He stopped and turned around to face me.

I felt excitment flood me through him when he turned to look at me. I could see my brother and Caleb still arguing with each other near the driveway. I walked out and closed the door behind me and he met me halfway. I blocked out any thoughts so he couldn't stop me from doing this. "You have to promise not to command me!" I whispered and he nodded his head, a smile on his face. But he had no clue why I asked that.

I looked up and into his eyes. "Please forgive me!" I whispered to him again and a tear slipped from my eyes. I took a deep breath and looked into his blue eyes. "I, Brooklyn Jeanne Nichols-Evans, reject you Scott Francis Toussaint as my fated mate and King!"

The growl that left him as I rubbed my hand over my chest was almost deafening. I shook with hurt hitting me through the bond from him. It didn't hurt as bad when you didn't have a wolf, that is all i was greatful in that moment, it already hurt to do it so feeling less was a small blessing.

"No!" He growled angrily. I hated that I could still feel how hurt he was by my rejection. It hurts me just as much, if not worse. "Please just accept it!" I croaked out. He grabbed both of my arms and growled in my face, his canines elongated and I tried to pull my arms from him.