Do you ever have those moments where you literally can't put into words what your feeling or thinking?

Because I'm experiencing that now. 

I was staring in shock at this girl, supposedly Amelia cried into Nixon's arms. She threw herself on him the minute he recognized her and has now just been staring at her like he's seeing a ghost. Meanwhile, I'm still standing here completely flabbergasted by the whole damn thing. I waited for Nixon to say something to me, but he was silent and by the time Bryce and Kit got down to the gate to see what the commotion was, I could feel my anger rising again.

"Lets uh... let's get into my office and then talk, yeah?" Bryce suggested after hearing the story. I was waiting for my mate to come and walk with me, but instead, he held onto Amelia and walked right past me. I stared at their backs as they walked away with Bryce and I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"I'm sure he's in shock. Just give him some time." Kit said with full sympathy, but I shook my head and shrugged his hand off.

"I'm two seconds away from going apeshit." I sneered and stalked off towards the house. It was taking every ounce of self-restraint not to run off. There was still a little part of me that wanted to believe what Kit said was true. That I just needed to wait for Nixon to come to terms and he'd talk to me. He's already told me he holds no feelings for Amelia anymore and that they left the minute he saw me and realized I was his mate. But I feel like that's easier to say when the person in question isn't around and in your life. I took my time in going up to Bryce's office and figured they would've started without me, but the small ringing that went off in my head told me Bryce knew what I was doing and was waiting on me. My stomach twisted and turned and I felt like I would vomit at any minute as I walked up the stairs and stood in front of the door to the office. With a sigh, I opened it and was greeted by everyone staring at me. Bryce was seated behind his desk with Allister and Kit standing beside him. Amelia was sitting on the loveseat in the room and surprise, surprise! Nixon was sitting next to her while she curled into his side. I didn't like her staring at me. And I didn't like Nixon staring at me knowing exactly what he was doing. He had to know! I felt someone pull me into a tight hug and I saw it was Julian as he pulled away and gave me a sad smile. I decided to go stand with him in the corner of the room so we could get on with this.

"It's nice to put a face to the name." Bryce started out but quickly added. "I would say Nixon talked a lot about you, but that's not the case. And I also would say its nice to meet you, but given the circumstances."

"I understand and I hold no grudges towards anyone. I have taken responsibility for my actions." Amelia said sadly and looked up at Nixon. My blood was boiling as they stared at each other and everyone else turned to look at me.

"May I ask how you found us? From what I've gathered, you were last seen in Canada. Most of the Packs up there don't know who we are or where we are located." I tried to hide my joy at Bryce cautious attitude with her. He didn't trust her and it made me feel like I was winning in a non-existent battle against her. Amelia cleared her throat before she decided to tell her story—a fake one, no doubt.

"Your Pack isn't as secret as you think." She stayed and I saw Bryce tense at her tone. "Most Packs know of others and keep logs of them in the case that they'll need alliances if a war happens."

"I don't need a rouge explaining to me what I already know." Bryce snapped, clearly fed up with her attitude. Everyone in the room seemed to agree with his behavior, but Nixon looked upset and I couldn't fight the scowl from forming on my lips.

"Let her talk Bryce. Obviously, she needs to give some background—"

"No, it's okay Nix. I did step out of line assuming he didn't know about the logs." I cringed at the nickname she used and wanted to rip her arms off as they patted my boyfriend's leg and stayed there.

"When you took down Kings men and also took the largest Rouge leader himself, news spread fast of how powerful your Pack was becoming. Some are fearful of it and others are marking you as the first to go to in a time of need. There is a Pack in Ontario that takes in injured Rogues. I was...after I was taken by the Hunters, they beat me continuously and I somehow managed to escape and found my way to this Pack. While I was recuperating, I heard about your Pack and I knew if there was once place Nixon could be, it was here."

Everyone was silent as her "story" settled in. I could see amongst everyone's faces that they found a lot of flaws in her story and I may not have been a werewolf for long, but even I didn't buy that there was Pack that helped rouges.

"How did you get here from Canada?" Nixon decided to break the silence and his voice was soft. Oh boy, if he thinks for a second I'm going to forgive him for something like this.

"I walked here. Or mainly ran in my wolf form. I couldn't afford to get a taxi and I don't know how to drive so it was the only way."

"Then you're a fucking liar." Julian snapped and everyone looked at him in shock, but Amelia just stared at him with what looked like a challenging look. "I don't care who you are, no one can show up looking as clean as you do if they came all the way from Canada. We made that trip too, in case you've forgotten." He said bitterly and I watched as tears slowly fell down Amelia's face.

Oh my god.

"I know what I did was horrible but I was never given a chance to explain myself." She sobbed and Julian was unaffected by her waterworks.

"Don't really get a chance to do anything when you stand over my brothers dying body with the people who put him in that position."

"Julian stop this! If she wants to explain herself then let—"

"No fuck you dude! She sold us out to Hunters! Watched you dying on the ground without a care in the world! Don't sit here and defend her!" Julian yelled at Nixon and his brother recoiled at his words. "You never wanted to see or hear her name after you got healed and now all of a sudden she shows up, you want to listen to her lame and pathetic excuses? You have a mate! Why are you cuddled up with your ex when you should be reassuring the person you're supposed to care about that your relationship is fine."

This seemed to make Amelia snap her head up at me. Like for the first time she realized I was in the room. But it wasn't just her that was looking at me now, it was everyone in the room. I felt tense at the sudden attention.

"I didn't come here to try and get back with Nixon." Amelia quickly said and I didn't like how intensely she was staring at me now. "I knew from the beginning our relationship wouldn't last long. I smelled the bond before I even saw the marks on them. My intention to find you was to explain myself and hopefully get some closure. I know my own mate is out there waiting for me as well, so I wouldn't dream of pulling anyone apart." I didn't believe her at all. She may seem genuine with her words and I could see the others slowly putting their guard down, but I refused. And if I wasn't mistaken, it almost looked as if she was challenging me to try and come between her and Nixon. 

Challenge accepted bitch.

"It's getting rather late." Bryce interrupted and stood up from his seat, but it seemed Julian had other ideas.

"No. I wanna hear about the baby." He ordered and Kit sighed heavily.

"Julian let it go for now. We can continue in the morning."

"No! She came here to explain herself" Julian mocked. "So let her finish her story. What happened to the baby?" Amelia paled at the mention of the child and judging from Bryce, Kit and Allister expressions, they didn't know about the baby.

"I left to get some pillows the morning so I could sleep more comfortably. On my way back, I was confronted by some men. They said they were looking for two brothers that had run away from home. I told them I didn't know anything and I needed to get back home. They questioned my appearance and then started threatening the baby if I didn't tell them what they wanted. I refused to give up your location so I tried to fight them off and I couldn't. They threw me into a van and took me to their base where I was tortured over and over until I gave up where you both were. Because of the torture...the baby...I ended up losing it." She started sobbing again and Nixon immediately pulled her into his arms. Part of me condoned the action because this was also Nixon's child. It was something he tortured himself over continuously trying to figure out what happened. But then another part of me was angry at the closeness and that this was something I couldn't share with my mate.

"I'm so sorry for doubting you all these years," Nixon said and I took a shaky breath. "I thought so ill of you when I never stopped to think of what you must have gone through. I'm sorry for not trusting in you more."

"I'm sorry that I don't believe your bullshit story for one second," Julian said and the atmosphere in the room changed. Nixon looked up at his brother with dark eyes.

"Have some respect. She lost her child!" He snapped at his brother but I had to speak up for Julian.

"He has a point." I finally said and Nixon looked at me in shock. Her story was a little flawed. Two guys are just going to show up and beat the shit out of you? They would've just put a gun to your stomach and said show us where you're staying or we kill you and your child. They're not going to take the time to torture you and get information when they clearly know how close they are.

"You of all people should know what it's like to lose someone you love," Nixon said with a cold voice and I felt my body freeze at what he was referring to. I couldn't find it in me to speak because what he said crossed a line, but Bryce and Kit were quick to come at my defense, both of them equally pissed.

"This meeting is over. Allister, please show Amelia to her room." Allister quickly moved to take the woman out of the room and Bryce waited until they were gone before turning to Nixon. "Drake, I'm going to allow for you to go somewhere else in the house to sleep for the time being."

"What? No—"

"Nixon. I think it's best you get the fuck out of my office and stay far away from me. You're dismissed." Nixon looked at me with a deep sorrow in his eyes, but I couldn't accept it. He went too far with what he said and he knew it. I watched him leave the room, slamming the door behind him before Bryce cleared his throat.

"He shouldn't have said that," Bryce said softly and Kit snorted.

"No shit. Who the fuck does that to their mate? I'm pretty sure losing your mother and a child is a little different in feelings."

"I'm not even going to try and defend him," Julian said and threw his hands in the air. They all discussed the ridiculous actions of Nixon, but it all sounded muffled to me. I was more focused on what would even make him think it was okay to compare Amelia and me.

"I don't think anyone is thinking straight at this point." I finally spoke and Bryce gave me an unamused stare, most likely from my attitude to what just happened. Was I mad? Hell yeah. I was fucking fuming. But I had faith in my relationship with Nixon. I knew his words of love towards me were true and I know he doesn't have feelings for Amelia anymore.

But there's still that voice of doubt.

That voice saying what if.

I decided to head out myself, reassuring my friends for the millionth time I was okay and just wanted to head to bed. Bryce offered for me to stay in a different room or to go stay with Travis, but I told him running away from my problems wasn't going to help anymore. I took my time as I walked down the halls. I knew Nixon was waiting for me and some sick part of my mind wanted to make him squirm and worry about why it was taking me so long. I decided to stop wasting time though and hurried to my room before standing in front the door. After taking a few deep breathes, I opened the door and grunted as someone walked into me as they were trying to leave.

"I'm so sorry!" The female voice said and I looked to see it was Amelia. Why was she in my room? I looked past her to see Nixon standing behind her and my mind immediately went to bad thoughts.

"It's fine. I should've watched where I was going." I said, hoping my voice wouldn't show how begrudgingly I was trying to be, but I guess it did because Amelia frowned and looked down at her feet.

"I understand your caution and disinterest in me, but I swear to you I want nothing more than to be friends with Nixon again." She looked up and grabbed my hands in hers and I looked at her in confusion. "I also want us to become friends as well. I want to know the person who has made Nixon so happy." Not wanting to seem like a dick and feeling the pressure of Nixon staring at me, I had to be nice. I saw how he snapped at his brother for saying something rude to Amelia. His own brother!

"Yeah...we can be friends." I finally said and Amelia smiled wide before hugging me.

"That's wonderful!" She sounded really excited. "I'm gonna head to bed now. Do you want to give me a tour tomorrow morning perhaps?"

"Uh yeah...sure." She hugged me again before waving goodbye and I couldn't help but watch her go in complete and utter confusion. Was she as evil and manipulative as I was thinking she would be.

Or is she actually being truthful and honest with her words?