Brooklynn sat on the bathroom toilet for the second time today, cleaning out and bandaging some of the deeper cuts that weren't healing. She felt happy when she had realized that neither her or her wolf liked Connor.

For once they both agreed on something, which was rare for Brook and her wolf.

I mean come on, just because he has these big dreamy brown eyes, and perfectly smooth hair that I'd just love to run my hand through; I mean seriously he could model for like Pantene or something. Even though Pantene is bad on your hair, it still looks super smooth in the commercials, right?

She let out an irritated laugh, before pouring more disinfectant into her wounds.

She thought of all the violent ways that she could kill Connor, some of them being too violent to mention. She didn't realize how much hate she had for him until- who was she kidding, Brook hated that shithead from the first time she heard his name. And what do you think he was doing? Murdering yet another pack, shocking.

Brooklynn couldn't stop any of the hateful or negative thoughts that filled her head.

Once she finished tending to her wound, she left the bathroom. Her stomach immediately churned when she saw a girl that she had never met sitting on her bed.

If she had to use one word to describe her appearance, badass is exactly what Brook would use. She wore black tight fitting clothes with dark makeup. And Brooklynn swore that the shoes she was wearing could be compared to ankle breakers. They were at least 6 inches, who knows maybe even more.

Her dark eyes made contact with Brook's, and her dark demeanor suddenly became friendly. Brook certainly wasn't expecting her to be friendly, she thought she was going to try and kill her or something.

Immediately when she stood up Brook could tell she was short, though her heals made her only a few inches shorter than Brook, she'd be even shorter if she didn't have heals on.

"Are you just going to keep staring or are you going to say hi?" The girl interrupted, causing Brook to glance away quickly in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry," Brook laughed. "My name is-" She cut Brook off before she could finish.

"Trust me, everyone knows who you are. You're the Brooklynn Bradley." She emphasized the last sentence. "You're basically a celebrity." Brook watched as she walked around the room. She ran her hand over the silk sheet bed before looking back at Brook. "I'm Naomi Preston, step sister and third in command to Connor Sebastian."

Brook had already guessed that this girl was high in pack ranking, she could tell by the way the girl carried herself. Still, Brook was unimpressed. Brooklynn was the alpha's daughter, and no she did not mean Connor because she did not see Connor as an alpha, she saw him as a monster.

"I have to say, the pack is rather thrilled to have you as our luna. Though Connor doesn't seem to feel the same." Naomi chimed, studying the new Luna as closely as possible.

"That's because Connor's an ass, he kidnapped me. He can't expect me to like him." Brooklynn didn't care if she was being rude, she was speaking her mind.

"For someone who's a guest here, you don't seem to have much respect for your alpha," Brooklynn cringed at the word "alpha." Connor wasn't her alpha.

"He's not my alpha, and I'm not his guest. I'm a prisoner, I'm sorry if I'm disrespecting you but it's the truth." Naomi felt sorry for the girl that stood in front of her, but she didn't show it.

"He could've killed your pack, or worse he could've killed you. But he was being merciful, but that doesn't seem to be enough for you. Do you want him to kill you?" Brooklynn wasn't able to tell if Naomi was threatening her or trying to persuade her.

"Let him, he'd just be hurting himself. His wolf would slowly die if he killed me, so if he wants to kill me by all means, tell him to go right ahead." Brooklynn's voice sounded like sandpaper, she hadn't had water or food all day. And Naomi, being the person she was, changed the subject.

"Let's get you taken care of, I'm sure you're ravenous." Naomi sent Brook a bright smile, hoping to make her feel more welcomed. After all, she wanted Brook to see that not everyone in this pack were over controlling assholes.

"But won't Connor get mad at you for letting me leave?" Brook asked, and Naomi shrugged.

"What can he do? Our parents would flip if he hurt me." Brooklynn nodded, before looking down at her attire.

"I'm going to need a different outfit before I go out..." Naomi's eyes lit up, the thought of picking out an outfit made her excited.

"Let me help!" She shrieked, not giving time for Brooklynn to answer. Naomi had already made her way into Brook's closet and was eagerly grabbing out every piece of fabric her arms could carry.

Twenty minutes later, Brooklynn and Naomi had both agreed on an outfit.

Brook stood in front of the mirror dressed in a tight white dress that was cut fairly low. The dress which clung to her like a second skin and only went to about mid-thigh. That didn't bother Brook though, tight clothes made her more comfortable.

Her shoes contrasted her dress, being black high heels. And to top it all off, Brooklynn wore a black leather jacket. She felt badass.

"Now Connor's going to have to be nice to you," Naomi said. Brooklynn glanced at Naomi when she pulled out her phone. "Can we get a picture? We look hot!" Brooklynn for the first time today laughed. She ended up nodding, and flashing a bright smile as Naomi held her phone up in the air, snapping a picture.

"Okay let's go," Naomi started to walk away. But she quickly stopped and turned to glance at Brook, "Just saying you're going to get a lot of attention. Not only do you look hot, but you're Brooklynn Bradley."

"That's just a name," Brooklynn mumbled.

"A very known name." Naomi smiled before she grabbed Brook's hand and started walked.

Brook could hear the chatter getting closer and closer as she walked towards the dining hall.

She frantically wiped sweat off of her hands onto her jacket, her gut trying to pull her back to the comfort of the room.

"Chin up, show them who you are." Naomi's words echoed through Brook's head. They provided her a security that Brook didn't think she would feel for a while.

And with those words still into her head, Brooklynn strolled into the dining hall like she wasn't even the slightest bit intimidated.

And like a chain reaction, once one person looked at Brook, everyone else did. And in a matter of seconds everything was dead silent.

Hundreds of people were staring at Brooklynn with wide eyes and opened jaws.

But Naomi didn't allow Brook to stop for long, grabbing her arm and pulling her along.

People were now starting to whisper, but even a deaf person could tell that those whispers were directed at her. But Brooklynn just continued to look straight ahead, her heart pounding on her chest like a drum.

Naomi sat down at a table that wasn't filled with very many people, and Brook did the same. The people at the table however seemed shocked. They stared at her as if she was a unicorn.

"Hi." Brooklynn greeted, feeling her confidence come back. The boys she greeted looked to be no more than 14 years old. They couldn't seem to move, their mouths opened and closed like a fish out of water.

Brooklynn shifted uncomfortably, and quickly glanced at Naomi who rolled her eyes. She almost thought people were being too dramatic.

"Aren't you going to say hi to your Luna?" Naomi asked, rolling her perfectly filed nails on the table.

One of the boys swallowed hard, before speaking.

"H-hello." His voice was shaking so bad that Brooklynn actually found it funny. "Are you Brooklynn?" His voice had dropped to nothing more than a whisper.

"Yes, and what's your name?" She asked, flashing him a bright smile.

"Tre." The boy smiled, holding his hand out for Brooklynn to shake. But as soon as Brook went to go shake his hand a loud growl ripped through the dining hall, causing Brook to turn around rather quickly.

But when she did, her eyes connected with a very angry pair of brown ones. And those angry eyes belonged to Connor Sebastian.

And Brook knew she was completely and utterly fucked.