My Past?

Chapter Six~ No Longer In Control

Scott's P.O.V

My mate was thrashing in my arms the whole ride to the pack hospital. Both Shawn and I agree something about her was familiar almost to familiar. It has been a month since I came home. The other night at club was a birthday celebration for Shawn's birthday. Then the second we walked in the door I smell an intoxicating smell. Almost like Skylar's only x10. My eyes scanned the crowd and landed on a pair of gorgeous blue eyes. She looked into my eyes and kept dancing then did a double take. I was expecting her to run up to me, but that never happen. She made her way out of the club, and I knew I had to catch up with her. Half way through the crowd I saw her kissing some clubman. Anger exploded throughout my body. I had to look down to keep from shifting, but when I looked up she was gone. Running outside, I realized that she was getting on her motorcycle. My friends quickly filed in behind me. I tried to get her to stay and come with me, but she refused.

But, here she is now. Coughing up blood while lying in my lap. I pushed her hair out of her face. She kept muttering in her sleep; something along the lines 'No I can't kill him' or 'leave me'. I don't know what is going on, but we must get her help.

"Keegan you need to drive faster!" My mate was unconscious; I lifted her shirt and the sight made me sick to my stomach. Bruises covered both ribs and spread through her sides and stomach. Dried blood was over various scratches over her. I had to put the shirt down to stop from become sick. I began to scan her arms, where small but many scratches covered. Finally I look at her face; one bruise covered her left cheek and one small cut on her right. She had a busted lip, everything about her condition screamed death. "Dude shouldn't her wolf be healing her," Keegan yelled from the front.

I began to panic. "I- I don't know," I looked to the rearview mirror where Keegan, and my eyes connected. He looked back to the road and sped into the pack's street. Keegan slammed on the brakes causing me to look up. We were outside the pack hospital. Slinging the driver's door open he ran to the back door, and help me get her out. Together we carried her into the hospital. Nurses immediately surrounded us and took her away. I quickly turned and slammed my hands into the wall. I don't know her name; I don't know anything about my mate. Sliding down the wall I sat with my head in my hands. She seems so familiar both Shawn and I noticed that, she knew our names, but how do I not remember her. I felt myself become exhausted. Gladly I fell to sleep; praying all my worries would vanish once I awoke.

*

I felt everything around me began to shake and I took off running towards Skylar to save her. "Wake up, Scott." Her voice echoed through my head. It kept repeating and repeating, each time her voice became deeper and deeper. I reached out for her, as I fell into an endless pit. Her laughter filled the air as darkness enveloped me.

*

Jolting awake, I realize that Shawn had been shaking me. "What dude. What time is it?" I look outside to see the sun rising, or is it setting. Looking back at him I see tears running down his face. Scrambling to my feet I shack his shoulders. "What, what happened; is it her." My head snapped towards the end of the hall. Shawn's hand shot up and gripped my arm.

"Dude I am so sorry." I put my hands on my head. Gripping my hair I began to let out a soundless scream. "She had woken up, and the nurse got me to go in there. One you were asleep, and two Scott she's- she's," his voice trembled. "She is what," I said a little to harsh towards my Alpha. I don't know where this authority is coming from. "She is not blonde head or blue eyed." 

"That's one way to put it," he mumbled to himself.

I scoffed, "How is that even possible? How would you even know? Just finish already so I may see her." Shawn took a shaky breath, "She has - from what the nurse guessed - light brown hair, from the color of her roots something like that. She has brown eyes. Sound familiar yet?" I shook my head leaving my arms crossed over my chest. What the hell was up with him. If he knew the name then give it to me. "Okay bad news which there is two. Her wolf has barely been out, causing her to become weak, and not strong enough to heal. The human form oddly is very strong. Second, when operating they found a mark already set on her neck. Thirdly the mark of course is not by her mate, and is not good for her. There is something in is the doctor doesn't know what, but some way we must remove it." I was jumpy. Jeremy needed his mate. I took of running down the hallway, trying to pick up her scent. Pretty sure I looked like a mad man. "Yo, Scott, she is that way," He pointed to the hallway on his right. I mentally smacked myself and took of running. Reaching the end of the hallway her scent hit me. I barged into her room. Watching her flinch made me hate myself. She quickly recovered, and glared at me. 'What did I do?' Walking very slowly I made my way to her bedside. Her glare was suffocating. I felt as if she had the strength I would be laying on the ground dead. Making my way to her my vision fell onto the top of her head. Closer to her scalp was a familiar light brown. I took a double take as my eyes moved towards her eyes. The same forest green eyes. You're my mate. I knew ever since we were kids. Putting her face between my hands I pulled her closer and kissed her. She struggled under my touch. That didn't make me stop. The kiss was addicting.

When I pulled back for air she got out of the bed and grab a surgical knife. Who the fuck leaves those laying around! I began to back away but tripped over a chair. The look in her eyes was almost robotic. This is not the Skylar I know. I saw red flash. Looking towards her neck I saw a red button. She charged towards me. Quickly I grab her hand and pulled it behind her back. 'Shawn, you get your butt in here.' I tried to get her to drop the knife, but she wouldn't budge.

'Um dude, why I don't want to-.' She stomped on my foot making me loosen my grip. Twisting her arm I was now on defense with the knife coming close to my neck.

'Get your fucking butt in here now!' The authority in my voice made me shiver. The shiver caused me to lose my focus. The knife came down fast. Moving my head and neck to the side the knife stuck in the desk. I took this time to get away. She pulled it out the desk, glaring at me. I was at the end of the small hallway, which leads to the door. "Dude what is so urg- uh dude what are you- whoa, whoa calm down girl, and put the knife down." His hands were in front of him, trying to calm her down. Her head snapped to him, and her gaze held as much anger as it did towards me.

"Skylar-" I began but was cut off. "Skylar, I thought this was Chelsea from school." I glared at him. "Okay so I knew who it was." Skylar charged towards me and I ducted under her attack: switching spots with her.

"Skylar this is not you." I started another mind link between Shawn and I. 'Dude check out her neck.' His eye carried over to her neck just as the light went off. He made a gagging sound. She looked his way I took this time and charged her. Picking her up I hit her ribs. I heard her scream, and I bit my tongue because her scream hurt me emotionally. Luckily Shawn took the knife from her. Carefully with her thrashing and hit me I laid her on the bed. Pinning her down I turned to Shawn to tell him to get doctors, but he was gone. Looking back at her I could tell this was not she. Her eyes held no emotion. Skylar was not with us anymore. I kept her pinned until the doctor came in, pushing me out of the way. Growling at him, he order some one the take me out of the room. Screams erupted through the room. The room began to spin for me. My mate tried to kill me. My mate, my best friend, my love, my crush, my everything, and she tried to kill her brother and me. I couldn't wrap my mind around it.

Shawn and I looked at each other. He had tears brimming his eyes too. His little sister was everything to him. Together we realized. His parents maybe know what is going on with her. We took off down the hall slipping around each corner. Getting outside ours hands grabbed each other's shirts looking for the pack house. I started to go right while he pulled me left. Following him, we ran to his parents. Of course he is a grown 25 year old, but still this is his little sister and family. Barging into his parent's room the both of them jumped up. "We found Skylar, but we think somebody is controlling her," Shawn and I screamed. Alice and Harold at each other with wide eyes. All together hurried downstairs and out the door. When we enter the hospital there was blood everywhere. We all exchanged looks. The doctor came up to us. He too was covered in scratches. "I fear Skylar has escaped. Her neck has a self-destruct device lodged into it. It seems as if when he bite her neck a device was on his teeth and stuck inside her skin. Don't ask me how. But I fear if she doesn't complete the 'mission' she spoke about she isn't going to live past today." I felt my heart sink. Skylar can't die.