Alphas

The Last Stand

She barely had anytime to look up from the ground, as Connor was already hoisting her up. Her vision blurred in and out of consciousness, as she fought to stay awake.

Once she regained focus, the sight of Connor's twisted smile froze her to her core.

She really thought she was about to die.

And when Connor wrapped his hands around Brooklynn's throat, she was too weak to fight him. She was already still recovering from a few days ago, and she was also pregnant.

She was at a major disadvantage.

Connor's hands wrapped tighter around her throat, and for a split second, she saw her life flash before her eyes.

She saw images of her mom from when she was alive, images of her old pack and her new pack, memories of how her and Connor's bond developed, and memories of how many times he'd proved he loved her.

And then something woke up in Brook. She had new motivation, and she was nowhere near ready to give up on her, her baby, or Connor.

She brought her knee up straight into his balls, before she grabbed him by his shoulders and threw him. She wasted no time as she darter towards him, planting her infamous Louboutin heel into his chest. It knocked him back on the ground again, as Brooklynn climbed on top of him.

"I know you're in there," She screamed, "And for fucks sake, you're coming back you fucker."

She raised her hand up, and slammed the elderberry root down onto Connor's mouth, watching as he cursed and clawed at his mouth. She already knew he would go to spit it out, so using all of her strength, Brook held his mouth shut. He fought against her, and clawed at her whole body, but Brook was not giving up.

"Swallow it!" She cried out, holding his mouth together even tighter. She didn't know how long it would take. Would it take a matter of seconds? Minutes? Maybe even hours? Who knows she could be dead by the time it kicked in.

She allowed herself to become distracted for just a second too long, when Connor grabbed her by her hair and yanked her off of him.

He sent a punch to her throat, sending Brook into a spasm of coughs. But Connor didn't stop there. He flew up off the ground and punched her in the eye.

Brook groaned on the ground, bringing her hand up to her eye. She peered up at Connor as he stared down at her. It was obvious that the elderberry hadn't kicked in—Or maybe it didn't even work—As Connor kneeled down by Brooklynn with his claws out.

"Look at you. The one and only, Brooklynn Bradley, not strong enough to fight back. Where'd all of that strength go?" He asked, digging his claws into her thighs. She let out a shrill cry, as she brought her hands up to push him off. Connor grabbed her hands, and pinned her down on the floor, staring at her with such hate, that Brook thought he really was gone. And when he finally spoke, what he said confirmed it in her mind.

"Say bye-bye to the little baby, and hello to your mother for me."

And then with one hand, he held her hands above her head, and with the other, he started to dig into her stomach with his claws. When she realized what he was about to do, her final fighting instinct kicked in.

She swung her legs out from under him, before she kicked him as hard as she could. Once again, he went flying back into the concrete, smacking his head. Brook flew up, and bolted over to him, landed a punch to the back of his head. Even though he was down, he still managed to kick her in the knee, sending sharp pains through her.

She fell to the ground, trying to distance her and Connor. She scooted back towards the wall, crying as he started to come towards her again. She glanced down at her knee, which stuck out at a weird angle, and back up at Connor.