Chapter 11:A Dress and Panties.

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(Brian's P.O.V.)
It was 3:30 in the afternoon and Breanna was still passed out. I wasn't sure to be worried or just be ok with it. I had to admit I was a bit mad at her, but I would just have to discuss why when she finally woke up.

After Blake brought her home last night she had been resting in my bed the whole time. I hadn't been able to sleep since he dropped her off, so I sat down next to her while she slept peacefully. After a while I got up and walked around the room then sat back down in a near by chair that laid next to the bed.

I should be blaming Scarlet for my girlfriend being drunk out of her mind, but I heard what happened with her and Kyle. Kyle was my best friend and he loved Scarlet I just don't understand why he would cheat on her. I tried talking to him about it but he seemed different. He acted like Scarlet was the bad guy, when he was the one shoving his tongue down another girls throat in front of her. Something wasn't adding up.

I was cut out of my deep thoughts when I heard Bree groan, next to me. She rolled over and was now facing me with shut eyes. She fluttered her eyes open and met mine. She was truly beautiful.

Breanna closed her eyes with a grin on her face. As if realization hit her, she popped her eyes open again and sat up quickly, looking around the room.

She sighed and rubbed her face with both her hands.

"Dear lord what happened? My head is pounding," she said rubbing her temples.

"I don't know I thought you could explain to me, why at 2 in the morning I woke up to another man carrying my unconscious girl friend. A man who didn't even look your age, and was dressed just as nicely as you were."

Bree grounded again and answered, " Brian it wasn't what it looked like, I promise. Kyle broke up with Scarlet and you know how Scarlet gets. So she decided to go clubbing and she dragged me and Natalia with her. I honestly don't remember most of what even happened last night."

I sat up straighter. "You are so lucky I know Blake. I would be so much more mad at you then I already am. You should have called me, you should have told me Scarlet was making you go clubbing. I would have gone and babysat you, not some man who works there," I said a bit angered.

"Wait how do you know Blake?" Bree asked.

I paused briefly thinking of the best answer I could give her. It's not every day you tell your girlfriend you know the exact same person she does, because he's in the same pack your in. She wouldn't understand, and I wasn't ready to expose that part of my world to her yet.

"He's an old friend." It was a bad answer but it was all I could think of.

"Oh cool. See no harm done," she said as she moved to sit on the edge of the bed, closer to me.

I turned my self to face her more. "Yes there is harm done. I don't like the fact that another man was watching over my girlfriend. Who knows what you tried to do last night."

"Brian I can assure you nothing like that happened. Scarlet knows how much you mean to me and would never let another place a hand on me," she said and I could help a slight growl that escaped. The thought of another's hands on her made me antsy. As I thought more about our conversation a thought hit me.

"What was the name of the club you guys went to last night?" I asked even though I pretty much knew the answer, I didn't want to believe it though. Blake only worked at one club and it was the closest one to the pack mansion.

"Ummm I don't remember the name, it was something in some other language..."

"Impärätia Lupi." I said cutting her off.

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