Alpha. Beta. Imagines.

Brett Talbot Pt. 3

you glanced up at him as he drove. damn he was hot. you shook the thought out of your head and turned on a Panic! at the Disco song.

"all you Sinners, stand up sing hallelujah." you sing along and look out the window.

"show praise with your body, stand up sing Hallelujah." Brett continues.

"aaaaaye!!" you exclaim and smile. "i didn't think you'd sing along."

"course i would." he smiles. "we always used to continue the songs in the car."

"oh yeah. hey where are we-" you start but are cut off by his car being flipped. it barrel rolls like five times and ends up upside down.

"Y/N? Y/N, are you okay?" Brett asks.

"huh?" you say, looking over at him. "yeah I'm fine. are you okay?"

"yeah. need help getting out?" he asks and he elbows his window out.

"I'm fine." you reply and knock out the window. you try to get the seatbelt undone but it's stuck. you rip it off and slide out the window.

"what the hell just happened?" you ask, running your hands through your hair. aw, my hat.

"it's that damn dead pool. someone must've set us up." he replies, running his hands through his hair too.

Thunder sounds and it starts to rain. "fuck. me." you groan and look up at the sky. "seriously?!" you yell and look back at Brett. "we need to get out of the open."

he nods and looks around. "duck." he says.

"what?" you ask with a sigh.

he doesn't reply. he tackles you to the ground just as a knife flies past.

"go. now!" he tells you and his eyes change.

"I'm not leaving you." you say and your eyes change as your claws come out. "not again."

you push yourself up and face where the knife came from. "come on!" you yelled. "come get me!"

"Y/N.." Brett says from behind you. you whirl around to see him being held with a knife at his throat.

"let him go." you growl and take a step closer. "or else you're dead."

the assassin tilts their head, and then shakes their head no. "he's worth a pretty penny. i think I'll keep him."

a growl rumbles your throat and your about to lunge at the assassin. Brett head butts them and is dropped. you run to his side, and he stands.

"you okay?" you ask.

"I'm fine. let's get out of here." he says and takes you hand.

you two start to run when a knife lands in your shoulder. you scream out in pain.

"wolfsbane." you say and fall unconscious into Brett.