After Brooklyn had finally made it to the toilet she walked back down to Harry's room with Harry by her side."What did Greyson say?" Harry demanded once he had shut the door behind him."Doesn't matter," Brooklyn sighed and checked the time. "Laura said food would be ready now, maybe we should go down and-" Harry stepped in front of Brooklyn went she went to walk past him."What did he say?""Nothing," Brooklyn said dismissively. "Lets go- Harry!" Brooklyn huffed and narrowed her eyes at him when he blocked her path again."Brooklyn, tell me what Greyson said," Harry said sternly and grabbed Brooklyn's shoulders, holding her back when she tried moving past him. "Hey, hey! Calm down!" Harry shouted, holding Brooklyn tightly when she tried to pull away. "What the hell, babe!""Touch!" Brooklyn exclaimed. She wanted to get away from the sparks she felt, because they felt so good. "Your touch does so much to me already! I know I don't feel this mate thing as strong as you do yet, but it'
Greyson had let Oscar in and took him to his office. Harry and Brooklyn entered a few minutes after and Brooklyn saw Oscar sitting on the chair opposite Greyson's desk."Sit down," Harry said quietly to Brooklyn and she took a seat on the couch that was pushed up against the wall. Harry walked round and stood next to Greyson, who was seated against the desk, leaning against the wall behind them and crossing his arms over his chest."Talk, and I'll try to not to kill you," Greyson said sharply."Well, you guys know I'm a werewolf," Oscar said slowly."How kind of you to finally admit that to us," Greyson said sarcastically. "Now, tell us something that we don't already know. How about what you're doing on my territory? You have no pack. You're a lone wolf. You need an Alpha's permission to be on their land."Oscar swallowed. "I apologise, but I wasn't aware I was coming back to this town," Oscar said. "I left my old pack, from a few towns over, and when I did I left town. I left my hom
MAJOR writers block on this, and I've been super busy at uni.Sorry it took me bloody years to update!Enjoy:)*Brooklyn struggled to sleep that night. Her mind was a mess, and her thoughts wouldn't stop running around in her head. She couldn't believe the news about Ben, her manager, who had been so kind to her.He was a killer.And if he knew about her and Harry then he would use her. Hurt her.And now her dad was in town, which made things a whole lot more complicated. Brooklyn was glad, however, that her mum wasn't with him. She wasn't sure how she would react if faced with her mother.Brooklyn rolled over in her bed, sighing in frustration. She hoped sleep would help her forget everything, just for one night, but sleep wasn't coming. She laid in silence, staring at the ceiling, waiting for the morning to come. Soon the soft patter of rain could be heard and Brooklyn sighed, looking at her window and seeing water droplets through the crack in her curtains.Brooklyn tensed as a lo
Brooklyn took a deep breath and turned round, walking into the diner."Brooke!" Ben called. "Are you okay?""Fine," Brooklyn said and made her way into the staff area to change into her work clothes."What was that about in the parking lot?" Violet asked, catching Brooklyn as she made her way into the diner. "You both looked pissed!""He's a dick," Brooklyn said. She glanced at Ben, very aware that he was listening. "I'm not being bossed about by him.""Gosh, no," Violet said. "Show him who's boss.""He's so angry," Brooklyn groaned and rubbed her eyes. "I don't even know why I'm stressing so much, it's not like he's my boyfriend or anything.""I didn't think you two needed to ask the question about what you were," Violet said honestly. "I thought it was obvious.""You're not helping," Brooklyn groaned. She knew very well that Harry was a hell of a lot more than a boyfriend."Sorry," Violet said sheepishly. "Go and serve table 6, that'll distract you.""Just what I had planned," Brook
I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and glared at my reflection in the cracked mirror.It was their fault.Everything was their fault."I just wanted to get out," I said to myself and flushed the toilet, washing away any signs that I had just puked up all of last nights food and lots of blood.I groaned and ran my fingers through my natural silver hair, debating on what I should do.I could keep running and end up killing myself, or I could go back and get help and end up killing others.I had worked so hard to get away.No one had ever done it before.I had managed to stay undetected. I was free.Or so I thought.I was still caught in their net. They still had a hold on me.I cursed loudly and slammed my hand down onto the sink. "I can't go back," I whispered and turned on my heel, walking into the bedroom. I grabbed a bundle of clothes out of the duffle bag that held all of my belongings and dumped them onto my bed. I stripped out of my clothes and before I pulled my jeans on
Before anyone else moved I jumped up and punched Blake in the balls. He groaned and doubled over in pain."Bitch," he groaned, but he managed to grab my arm and yank me backwards. I crashed into the van wall and hissed in pain when I hit my head."Everyone, get in!" Jack yelled and I groaned when the doors to the van slammed. I was trapped."The balls?" Blake winced and grabbed my arm, shoving me back down back into the bench. "Really?""Don't be such a baby," I muttered and he pulled a gun out of the waistband of his jeans and directed a blow to my temple. "That's just rude," I groaned as my head rang and black dots clouded my vision. It wasn't hard enough to knock me out, but after getting shoved into the van door and hitting my head on the van wall it was certainly enough to daze me.Blake reached under the bench and I heard the chinking of chains. I was too dazed to fight back, I could barely concentrate on sitting up straight let alone fighting Blake. He lifted a handful of chain
"You'll find out when we return," Blake shrugged and his eyes landed on my thigh. My jeans were stained red with blood. "Jack, pass us the first aid kit." Jack reached under the bench and lifted up a first aid kit, he handed it to Blake who put on a pair of gloves and then knelt in front of me. "Try anything and I will not hesitate to smash your lovely face in, Daisy," Blake warned."I thought yous were a team. You aren't exactly friendly," one of the guys I didn't know called and Blake turned to glare at him."In case you didn't realise, Daisy is one of the best. If she wasn't ill, tied up and probably concussed she would be doing everything in her power to defeat us. She would probably kill you three," Blake nodded to Eli and the two guys I didn't know, "and if she was feeling nice she'd leave me and Jack with a lovely flesh wound; nothing that would kill us, but it would put us out of action for a long time. She's a killer, just like us. She's one of the best. Just because she's a
When I woke up my head was pounding and there was a slight ringing in my ears. I pried my eyes open and blinked a few times before looking around. I was still in the van, but instead of the bench I was on the floor. I tried to move, but it was then I realised that I was lying on my stomach and my arms and legs had been bound behind my back, my left ankle to my right wrist and my right ankle to my left wrist. I twisted and turned, but the restraints were tight and there was no way I was getting out of them. I had also been gagged. A foul tasting cloth had been shoved in my mouth and duct tape placed over my lips."Wakey wakey."I glared when Blake smirked at me."Comfy?" Eli called and my glared intensified. "I told you I'd shut you up."I wriggled around on the floor and tried my hardest to loosen the restraints, but they were done up expertly.I'd expect nothing less from Eli Reynolds. At the Agency a few of us were "rising stars". We were the best of the best. It always came down to