Chapter Twelve

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(Scarlett's POV)

The next day I was woken up not by Liam dumping water on not being shaken wake and told that I was late again. It was the claim on my neck it burned and was bleeding sliding out of bed carefully not to wake Liam I walked to the bathroom.

I wet a towel and put it to my neck. I pace back and forth debating on waking Layton up. I didn't want to bother him I already caused enough trouble for the day I didn't think it would be wise to wake him if it wasn't serious.

For the rest of the next I kept going back and forth from my room and the bathroom before finally just staying the bathroom on the floor. The claim didn't stop bleeding once.

(Liam's POV)

I woke up by myself. I rolled over to see that my mom wasn't there. It was weird because she always slept in when she could. I open the door and walk out in to the hallway.

Maybe she had to use the bathroom I thought to myself as I walked down the hall. As I walked I felt that something was off.

"Mom?" I asked knocking on the door. There was no answer. But I knew she was behind the door I could feel her power.

Turning the doorknob to see if she'd locked it turned and the door opened a little. "Mom, I'm coming in." I told her. Again there was no answer and it was scaring me she always made some sound even if she didn't talk.

What I saw scared me even more. She was lying a pool of blood. I get down on my knees and see if she'd been hurt all I could see that the blood was coming from her neck.

Hurrying to my feet I run out of the room and run as fast as I could to Layton's office. Thank God he was there when I threw his door open.

"Alpha . . . Layton . . . My . . . Mom" I said breathless pointing towards the way I came.

He gets to his feet and follows me as we go back to the bathroom. As we get there my mom was trying to sit up to get out of the blood.

"Mom!" I said happy she wasn't dead.

"Her mark is fading" Layton says reaching out he picks her up and brings her to his room. He laid her on his bed and went to a dresser pulling out a t –shirt he looks at me.

What is he . . . oh! I blush and walk out of the room closing the door behind me.

(Scarlett's POV)

When I come around I could tell right way I wasn't on the bathroom floor. Sitting up slowly I look around to see a familiar and unfamiliar room. It was familiar because my room looked the same. Same dark grey walls, same color sheets, same long dresser. But the lay out was different the bed wasn't in the far corner of the room. The dresser was by the wall by the door instead of at the foot of the bed. And there was another door in the room my room only had one door.

The other door opened and Layton walked into the room. It was then did I notice I was wearing a different shirt from the one last night. I blushed as I thought of Layton putting it on me.

I played with my hands not knowing what to do Layton didn't know sign language and I didn't have my notebook. Layton walked over to the opposite door he'd just walked out of and opened it.

Not a minute later did Liam poke his head in. "Mom!" Liam said as soon as he saw me. I smiled at him.

'What happen?' I asked Liam.

He then started talking about what happen. How he woke up alone and going to the bathroom where he found me. Running to it Layton and how he brought me in here covered in blood.

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