"I’ve done things I’m not proud of" Brett said, glaring at Jacob "And though it doesn’t excuse everything I did, I had my reasons. I never wanted to hurt anyone"
I looked at Brett and saw how troubled he was and started to feel sothing I had rarely ever felt before: anger.
I turned my head and glared at Jacob who was still staring at Brett with narrowed eyes "leave him alone" I said, my voice for the first ti sounding firm and loud to him. Jacob looked at in shock "Brett is a good guy. He stayed with those hunters for , to help ."
Jacob looked shocked that I’d spoken so openly. What he didn’t see, however, was my clenched hand behind my back, nails digging hard into my skin because I was terrified.
"I don’t understand why you’re so an to him when you’re so nice to " I asked looking at him intently "I was actually beginning to trust you"
I could see he looked shocked and tense and I finally felt overwheld by everything I had said. Oh god, I had yelled at him. I was going to get punished. I felt the familiar signs of a panic attack coming on. I started breathing faster, my palms sweating.
Brett apparently had sensed this and grabbed from behind, dragging to sit in his lap. He held tightly and started whispering soothing words in my ear. I could hear him telling I would be alright, that he was there beside . I felt him lift up and take out of the room and back to the room he had been sleeping in. He got on the bed and put beside him till I cald down and kept in his arms even after all my panic had faded. Until we were just lying in comfortable silence
"Brett?"
"Hm..?"
"I’m different aren’t I?" I asked and I felt him stiffen "I an I knew there was a reason I was taken and experinted on. And I know you haven’t told because you think it would be too much for . And I think you’re probably right. But can I just ask you one thing?"
"Anything" Brett said softly, running his fingers through my hair
"Am I sothing...bad?" My voice had lowered upon asking that question. Brett imdiately answered "No, little lamb. You’re not bad...the thing that makes you different isn’t bad."
"Then...why?" I choked out looking up at him "Why was I taken and treated so badly by the hunters if it’s not sothing bad?"
"Because people have a hard ti accepting things that are different, and so of them try to get rid of them" Brett said "But those kinds of people never win, Celena. And I will never let them lay a hand on you again, I promise"
"You’ll stay with , right? You’re my family"
"And you’re mine" Brett said kissing my forehead before he told to rest and before I knew it, my eyes were closing and I fell into deep sleep
Recap
"I’m sure you’ve heard of the west fall pack" Brett said and thick silence filled the room "The unexpected attack in the middle of the night. There was no ti to hide anyone, the pack was in a frenzy and from what I was told, her parents tried to run away when it was obvious It was hopeless. They were killed and she was taken"
"I don’t understand why you’re so an to him when you’re so nice to " I asked looking at him intently "I was actually beginning to trust you"
"You’ll stay with , right? You’re my family"
"And you’re mine" Brett said kissing my forehead before he told to rest and before I knew it, my eyes were closing and I fell into deep sleep
Brett
I sighed as I watched her sleeping; she was suffering from the effects of leaving the environnt she was raised in. She had told about the panic attacks and flashbacks she had been suffering and I was worried about her. But I was thankful I could at least be with her and help her through it. As long as she was safe, we could overco anything.
I carefully extracted myself from her grip and got out of the room, going downstairs and walked around only to co face to face with the person I was looking for...I think his na was Jacob.
"She’s asleep" I said stepping out onto the porch, he didn’t answer and I could tell he was troubled so I asked the question that had been nagging on my mind "Are you her mate?"
That made him turn to look at "What makes you think that" he asked in an emotionless voice. I smirked and sat down on a step far away from him before I answered "From your interactions I can see you care for her. And you’re far snappier at than anybody else"
"I don’t trust you"
"And you have every right not to" I said "I wouldn’t trust if I was in your shoes. But I do care about Celena; she’s a sister to "
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