Dimitri growled at the guards as he walked into the pack's territory, not caring if they tried attacking him. He knew he was trespassing, but he was more focused on getting to Rosalie. He could feel the bond between them, he could feel some of her emotions and it made him feel worse. When he finally reached the packhouse Sebastian was already there.

"What did you do?" He snapped.

Dimitri released a frustrated breath, "Something very stupid. I need to see her, please."

Sebastian sighed and moved out of the way, Dimitri ran into the house and up the stairs. He didn't bother to knock when he reached her room, he barged through the door and froze.

Rosalie didn't even move as he walked in, she stayed in the same spot. He closed the door and hurried over to her, when he gently picked her up she stiffened. He didn't say anything as he sat against the headboard of the bed and cradled her to his chest. She eventually relaxed against, helping him to relax.

"Rose?"

She swallowed, "Wh-what?"

He cringed at how weak she sounded, "I'm sorry." He said, his voice cracking with emotion.

"Why?" She whispered, tears pooling in her eyes as she looked up at him.

Looking into her eyes he hated himself, all he could see was pain. Just like Christine had hurt him, he did the same to her. To his Rosalie. His own tears left his eyes as he hugged her tighter.

"I was drunk and stupid. I was afraid of being rejected, but what I did was far worse. I-I threw out all of the alcohol, I'm not going to drink ever again. No matter what it takes. I know it'll take a long time for you to forgive me, but I need to tell you this." He said, taking a deep breath to get rid of the sob trying to break free.

"I...I love you. I loved you since I first met you, that night when I was talking about Christine's letters I said I didn't care for them since I met, then I trailed off. I didn't care about them since I met you, I don't know what it was, but I was drawn to you. Your beauty, your personality, just...everything about you. All those times I had hurt you I hated myself for it, but this...I can't even forgive myself. I threw you away like garbage, just like how Christine threw me away. I didn't reject you, but this was worse."

"I don't deserve your forgiveness, I know that, but I just...I just want to tell you I love you. I want you to know how sorry I am for all of this. I should have believed you, but I was allowing myself to become paranoid. I allowed my trust issues to get in the way and I acted like a fool. I was being a coward and hurting the one woman that I love more than my own life. I'll spend the rest of my life making this up to you. I promise to never ever hurt you again and to always protect you. No matter the cost."

Rosalie stared at him in stunned silence before tears fell from her eyes. She wanted to be angry at him, to hurt him like he had hurt her, but she knew he already was hurting. She smiled at him and gently stroked his cheek.

"I still love you." She whispered.