Few days passed and I stayed in my apartment for the time being, I was so conflicted. I basically cut ties with my own mate because I believed in Gabriel, and he throws me the biggest bomb in the world. And to top it off, my fucking brother -Arlo- wants to murder me but hasn't because he wants to torture me. And fucking Isaak -damn vampire who killed Emma- didn't even make sense.

I sighed deeply and glanced at my phone; I saw a bunch of texts from random people from the company wondering why I was fired.

 I scoffed; they didn't even like me.

I kept thinking and looked at myself in the mirror, wondering why I didn't just die in the damn field with Emma. I was tired of life, tired of having so many problems, tired of running, and most of all tired of loving.

BANG BANG BANG

I jumped slightly at the intensity of the bangs being inflicted on my apartment door. I walked over to the door and looked in the peep hole, I gasped and quickly opened the door.

"Blake?!" I stared in shock but quickly shrugged it off and half carried him in the apartment. I stared at him, he was bloodied up badly and his face was beginning to turn purple. I didn't understand what the hell was going on.

He groaned when I quickly looked him over and when he fell on my couch. I ran into the bathroom to get the first aid kit and came back. I quickly gave him some pain medication and pressed my fingers into his body to make sure he didn't have anything broken.

"What the hell happened to you?!" I asked watching his face, making sure if something hurt more then what he was currently feeling.

"I was fu..cking... ambushed" he gasped out as I pressed his ribs, I figured they were broken but I was no medical professional.

"By who?"

He stared at me hard, "This was your fault"

I gulped in a guilty look, and instead asked him more questions. "What do you mean by that?"

"Your brother hates you more then I do. And I fucking hate you." He harshly pointed out, I flinched at his words and sat on my heels of my feet.

"Then what the fuck are you doing here?" I asked as I moved away a little bit, ignoring the tingling sensations I felt when I was feeling for broken bones.

"My wolf wanted to make sure you were okay." He stated and took out his phone and texted someone.

Before I could respond I heard another knock and I stood to see who it was; "It's for me"

I opened the door to a female with red hair and green eyes, she held a disgusted look and pushed me aside and began to help Blake get off my couch. I slammed my door and stood in front of me, I may have deserved everything that came my way, but no BITCH was going to push me as if I was nothing.

"If your wolf wanted to make sure I was okay, a call would have sufficed. And if you hate me so much then why the Fuck did you come here for. And you MISS. BITCH, try pushing me aside again and I will fucking murder you." I said while feeling my hands burn with heat.

Anger.

Was one thing that made me stronger; it made me feel as powerful as any other witch in the world. It also showed everyone I was not to be fucked with and that I was not like any other witch in the world.

They both stopped in their tracks and had looks of surprised in their faces.

"Now that I got your attention. Tell me who attacked you." I stood firm; I was tired of being placed below; even if I made myself that way. I needed to change, I needed to end this; even if I had to die to please my brother. 

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So looks like Lilian grew some balls. I wonder if it'll be temp or permanent.

Who attacked Blake? What will happen next?

What did Isaak mean? ~

Thank you all for reading!