An Uneasy Accord

Chapter 87 - No Rest for the Weary

A/N: I don't own anyone but my OC's….though I wished I owned the rest….*sighs*

Markus left for town to get supplies which left Brooklyn alone in the house. She was sound asleep on the bed when the front door slipped open and Peter stepped inside. He paused at the bottom of the staircase, listening to the hunter's steady heartbeat as she rested. Her scent had drastically shifted in the two months since she and Derek had mated on the full moon. With the arrival of Laura and Alex in less than two months, the Alpha had little time to formulate his future and the twins' role in the Hale clan.

He started up the steps, knowing which spots to avoid along the way. His nails lightly raked along the banister, curling tiny ribbons of wood beneath his sharp points. The older hunter had left some time ago and wouldn't return for at least a few hours, giving him plenty of time to have a little discussion with Brooklyn.

Peter stopped in the doorway and watched as Brooklyn rested comfortably on the bed. Her body had swelled some more since he last lain eyes on her. His sharp hearing detected the two tiny heartbeats echoing from her abdomen.

So precious…..

"Brooklyn," he stood at the edge of the bed. "Brooklyn…."

Brooklyn heard her name and slowly stretched before twisting around and up to see who was calling her name. The hazy image of Peter came into focus causing the hunter to reach for the gun.

"Looking for this," Peter held the gun in one hand. "I anticipated you being…..armed. So I took the liberty of relieving you of this firearm."

The hunter remained silent but her eyes burned with a glowing hatred. Her heart started to race which made the Alpha chuckle.

"You really should calm down my dear," he sat on the edge of the bed. "From what I understand you have a very delicate situation."

"Markus is going to be back any minute so I suggest you leave….NOW."

"Oh such an empty threat," Peter sighed and rolled his eyes.

"What do you want Peter? And don't tell me you're concerned about my welfare because we both know that's a crock."

"Oh but I am," he contradicted her. "You carry my grandnephew and grandniece, why shouldn't I be worried?"

"When our twins are born you stay the HELL away from us!"

"Now Brooklyn, we have been through this before," Peter chuckled in amusement. "You won't bar me from seeing my family."

"A wolfsbane bullet says otherwise," she hissed.

"You know you really are in no position to threaten me," Peter allowed the liquid crimson to creep around the steel blue rings.

"I will do everything in my power to keep you away from our twins."

"I'd really like to see you try," Peter patronized the hunter.

"Don't tempt me," Brooklyn muttered.

"You should follow your doctor's advice," the Alpha warned. "Getting worked up only upsets you."

"Leave….now," she pointed to the door.

"Oh I will be long gone before Markus returns I can assure you. But I wanted to stop by and give you a gift."

"I don't want it," she shook her head. "For all I know it could be something that will kill me."

"It won't," Peter gripped her wrist with his hand. Brooklyn jerked her arm back but the Alpha's strength was far superior to her primitive abilities. He slipped something from his pocket and slipped it on the hunter's ring finger.