Chapter 55

Brooklyn's POV

Waking up again, my mouth was dry and I was still considering on going back to sleep had I not felt sick to my stomach too.

I groaned and opened my eyes only to see nothing but darkness. If I still had Zena we could see so much better in the dark.

I went to rub my eyes so I could clear the sleepiness from them, only I couldn't. They were tied to the arms of the chair I was in, so were my legs only they were tied to the legs of it.

I pulled on my arms and feet, but they remained where they were. Had I had werewolf strength I could have easily gotten out of the binds.

I stopped trying to get out of them because all I was doing was rubbing my skin raw. I heard someone talking as the door to the room I was in was opened. They turned the lights on and I had to close my eyes to block out the bright lights. I opened my eyes again and blinked a few times to help my vision clear more. When it did clear up I was surprised at who came in the room.

"Poppie?" I whispered in shock.

His shoulders slumped and he sighed deeply. "Hi sweetpea!" He gave me a smile but I looked away feeling hurt.

"Where am I?" I asked quietly as I looked around. It looked like a old house but I couldn't make out where it was located, and something did feel familiar about it. There was a sheet behind me, that only told me that most of the room was hidden behind the sheet that was hanging up.

"You'll find out soon!" He glanced down at his watch. And no sooner than he looked back up at me three people teleported into the room beside him.

I knew who they were insta tly and it made me want to hear their heads off. Did none of my family members underatand what I wanted?

Uncle Landon and Marco and aunt Ophelia. They are around my grandfathers age. I narrowed my eyes at my Poppie; "Why are they here? And where am I?" I asked him, anger replacing the hurt I felt moments ago.

"They are here to help me. To help you!" He said and I balled my hands into fists and tried to get my arms free again.

"I already told Jordan I didn't want to strengthen my powers. I don't need them!" I pulled on my arm again and it still refused to give. I was now getting pissed off because of the restraints and the fact that nobody ever listens to me.

"We understand that, that's why we brought you back to the place where you felt they had failed you!" I glared as I looked over at my uncle Landon.

"Let me go, I don't care where it is you beought me!" I snapped at them all. "I said no, and you all need to respect it."

A cell phone rang and uncle Marco pulled his from his back pocket and answered it.

He hummed and nodded as he gave the person on the other end quick and subtle answers. I looked back down at my wrists and kept trying to pull them free, the ropes burned into my skin as it became irritated from me pulling on them.

"He said it's working and to keep going." I heard uncle Marco say. Suddenly the chair I was in was turned around and the sheet was yanked to the floor.

At first I was confused, then it hit me. The bed, it was still messy and I could see the blood stains on the sheets. The cuffs were still up on the bed posts where he held me captive.

Hot burning pain hit me for only a few seconds before rage filled me up. My eyes felt like they were going to burn out of my eyes as my breathing got harsher. "Let me go!" I gritted at them and pulled on the rope again, I no longer felt the sting the rope caused when I tried to free my arms from its tight hold.

"No, you need to get your powers back. I'm sorry but this is the only way we know how to do it." Poppie murmured next to my ear as he placed his hand on top of mine. Or atleast he tried, something blocked his hand from touching my skin.

I closed my eyes and kicked my legs and pulled hard on my left arm. "I. Said. Let. Me. GO!" I screamed the last word and pulled my left hand from the binding. Something hit the wall really hard but i paid it no mind as I made quick work of getting my right hand out then reached down and untied both of my legs.

Standing up never felt the need to burn this whole place to the ground more than I did right now. "Ignite;" the word slipped out so casually as I saw flames begin to build on the matress and walls.

I turned around coming face-to-face with Scott! I don't know when he got here but I had a feeling something was off after I rejected him. I could feel through the bond and how uneasy he was about goddess knows what, but now I know it was because of this.

They brought me back to the room where Ryan killed my other half, my best friend. The one person I knew I could always count on when things went wrong. All this did was make me want to kill Ryan with my bare hands.

"Move!" I growled at him and he smirked at me and that only made me more angry at not only him but everyone involved.

"No!" He purred and I snarled at him. My hands rolled around in the air as I thought about what to do to get him out of my way. Tingles covered my right hand and went up my arm and I looked down at the hand covering mine. I pulled it out of Scott's hold and pushed him away from me. I moved past him only for him to wrap his arms around my waist and pull me back into the room that was now filling with heat and smoke.

I elbowed Scott in the stomach and he let me go just enough for me to reach up and pull him over my shoulder then onto the ground in front of me. His face was stunned because I flipped him over my shoulder like he weighed nothing. And honestly, I didn't realize I did it until he hit the floor.

I got back up into my feet and to see the other four people backing away from me. I walked out of the room again only to be stopped by my sister. I rolled my eyes, this was getting tiring . She reached out and went to put her hand on my shoulder, but I was now in fight or flight mode due to being in that room again, and I was currently in fight mode.

I yanked her to me and headbutted her as hard as I could. She stumbled backwards and and I took that opportunity to kick her in the gut and away from me. I turned to walk in the other direction but my mother was suddenly in front of me with glaring white eyes.

"Mom, I'm not in the mood. I'm tired and want to go back to the cabin. Now!" I demanded and she just smiled at me, took my hand and we were suddenly in the middle of the woods.

I knew this place too, it's the lake out by the place Scott was staying in when he joined. I snatched my arm from my mother and took a few steps back from her.

My hands protectively went to my belly. No matter how much I didn't want the pup she was beginning to grow on me. I couldn't handle it if something happened to her too.

My mother placed her hands on her hips as I held my head up, giving her a strong look, even though I wanted to run off and hide from my mother. Her power was something else, and I had no clue how to defend myself.

"Can you still hear my thoughts?" She asked me and I looked at her confused. What does that have to do with everything happening at the present moment.

"I'll take that as a yes!" She said and I saw her eyes flash to that of her wolf, Clary. Clary was more vicious than my mother herself. We were all told what she did after Ryan's cousin, Quintin killed my father.

Clary grabbed my arms and growled at me. I narrowed my gaze at her as I felt her claws cutting up my arms where her fingers were wrapped around my forearm. "Let me go, Clary!" I spit at my mother and her wolf.

"I am your mother, you will listen to me for once in your life young lady." She growled at me. I flinched at her tone and how threatening her entire demeanor is.

"Now, open up your shield again!" Her voice sounded softer than it was before, so I knew this was my mother and not Clary.

"I don't know how!" I whispered and looked away from her.

"Yes you do, when Clary died I felt exactly how you do now. Helpless and weak!" My mother reached up and cupped my cheeks. "Besides your power is so much stonger than mine ever could be." She murmured.

"Not when it won't work!" She rubbed my cheeks with the pads of her thumbs.

"It's only because you aren't used to having them, Brooke! Let me train you so that your anger only emotion you feel when it comes to your powers."

"I wasn't angry!" I mumbled, and looked down at my feet. Yes I was mad because they brought me back into the room where Ryan destroyed the last piece of my sanity. But I was struck with fear, fear of seeing those bloody sheets where my body allowed him to ravage me into a beautiful nightmare. A nightmare I no longer can escape from.

"Then what emotion was it sweetie?" I looked behind her and over at the lake. I could hear him walking around in the woods beside us the bond begging me to get to him so he can make me feel safe, but I refused the pull.

I rejected him, he no longer has to comfort me when I get upset. His bright blue eyes flashed in the darkness on the side of the lake next to us. I could tell he was wary of me being out here, he didn't like it no more than I did.

"I was terrified he would come out of the dark corners and take me by force again." I said softly looking back at her but I knew that she heard me. I even think that Scott heard me because he growled after I was finished saying it.

I noticed his lycan walking on all fours as he looked at me and my mother. I looked back at my mom and saw her green eyes filled with unshed tears.

"Take me back please?" I whispered. "I didn't want these powers to begin with, I never asked for them so let me wallow in my own misery without worrying about everybody else being concerned for me!" I told her.

I was tired of everybody giving me pitiful glances, I just wanted to sleep and be left alone until the time was right. She shook her head and I stomped my foot angrily and turned away from her. I felt the hair on my skin raise all over.

"I'm so sick and tired of being ignored when I ask for something. I wanted space from all of you, I thought going someplace different wouldn't raise my blood pressure more but obviously none of you want me to be healthy. All you want is for me to be powerful, and I could careless about having power." I ranted to myself as I looked up at the bright moon staring back at me.

The sight of it made me curse the Moon Goddess for putting me here and having me go through all of this.

"We want you safe." She said, her tone becoming harsh again. "With your powers active then you have a chance to survive."

I laughed dryly, still they have no clue how I feel. I didn't want to survive. If it was the Goddess' plan all along for me to die then so be it.

"I'm not scared to die!" I told her softly. "As long as my baby comes out alive, I don't care if I live or not."