"She nearly killed herself Des."

I could hear the two brothers arguing through the walls of the cabin. It didn't matter that I was sat in the living room across the cabin from the office. I could still hear them clearly.

Honestly, I thought Osiris raising his voice was purely to remind me how furious he was at me. He reprimanded me the moment I walked through the door.

Desmond wasn't there when we arrived, no surprise there, so Osiris tended to me. I say tended to me with a light heart because he didn't do anything without grumbling and growling. Everything he did for me was followed be a string of scolding words.

At some point I had stopped trying to apologize to him finding he was ignoring me.

"But she's fine so relax. Continuing to be angry at her isn't going to change anything." Desmond shot back.

I was glad that Desmond was at least defending me after my stupid idea. It wasn't wise at all and when I laid on the sofa I finally had undivided time to think it all over. Osiris was right when he said I nearly got myself killed I couldn't argue that, but I was okay, right?

I flexed my stiff fingers under the blanket. I still had all my fingers and toes.

"What? You can't do that." Desmond's sudden yell had my head snapping in the office's direction. "I don't want to do this anymore Oz."

"I don't care." Osiris snapped back with a growl.

The brother began to argue, snarls and growls filled the cabin as they continued spitting insults at one another. I knew that the anger Osiris had was caused by me but I wasn't sure were Desmond's built up anger was from. I figured it might have been from me too, seeing as he didn't even bat an eyelash when he came in the cabin.

I intended to have a conversation with him about his avoidance but I wasn't sure how to bring it up. He'd think I'm attacking him.

It didn't matter though because that conversation was going to the back burner. Right now Desmond and Osiris were in the office together this might be my only chance to tell Osiris about Philip.

I swung my legs over the side of the sofa and wrapped the blanket around my shoulders as I headed to the office. There shouting grew louder the closer I got and I had to give myself a pep-talk before I opened the door.

The silence was thick when I peered inside. Each one of the men turned simultaneously as I closed the door behind me. Tucking a piece of my blonde hair behind my ear that had fallen forward I moved closer to Desmond.

Osiris sat in his chair with narrow sharp eyes as he watched me in pure silence. It was clear in his flexing biceps and clench jaw that he was happy with my presence but he didn't say anything. I sat in one of the chairs in front of his desk and kept my eyes fixated on the gold wolf statue that stood on it.

No one said or moved for sometime until Desmond cleared his throat.

"Do you need something Sera?" His voice was calm and caring a drastic comparison to Osiris's usual insults and sarcasm.

I peered over my shoulder to look at him. "I went looking for you, I'm sure Osiris explained that much already though." Desmond nodded as I continued. "I wanted to talk to you about something..." I bit my lip nervously. "I actually needed to talk to Osiris but I wanted to see you first."

Osiris leaned forward in his chair at the mention of his name. I couldn't help but steal a glance at him before training my eyes back on the statue.

"I got a phone call... from my mom." My throat felt tight as I fought to keep myself from breakdown.

"Spit it out already." I flinched at Osiris's impatient tone. I pressed my back further into the chair putting as much space between us I didn't need him abruptly snapping and reaching for me over the desk.

Desmond growled a warning at him before Osiris let out a long breath of air.

I eyed him for a few moments before looking over at Desmond for approval to continue. He nodded his head and I reluctantly turned back to look at his brother.

His deep scowl had me bouncing my leg jittery from his lethal like stare. His hand squeezed the arms of his chair as if he were trying hard to be on his best behavior. Licking my lips I continued.

"It wasn't her that picked up the phone, alpha Philip answered." Osiris's eyes glistened a moment so I quickened my speech. "He wanted to speak with you, Osiris. He said he's been asking you for a while and-"

"I'm aware." Osiris cut me off.

"I wasn't." Desmond approached the desk irritated. "That's something you could have shared with me."

Osiris snorted as he looked across at him. "Oh yea, cause talking to your raging wolf would have been a breeze."

My eyes widened as I snapped my face toward Desmond. He'd lost control of his wolf? It had to have been the other day when both of them ran out in the middle of the night. All this time I had made myself believe that Osiris was the mad man with raging anger problems now I knew that they both had the same issue. The only difference was that Desmond was my mate and now more than ever I was unsure of bringing up any topic that would even remotely upset him.

"She said that Philip has been asking for a while Osiris." Desmond's resentful vociferated tone left my bobbing knee motionless. I felt as though any movement was provocation at this point.

He wouldn't hurt me though, I told myself. He couldn't hurt me.

"A while can be subjective Des."

Desmond slammed his fist on the wooden desk. "How long Osiris?"

I recoiled into the chair more tugging the blanket around me tighter. I expected Osiris to rise to his feet at his brother's threatening demeanor but I was shocked when I watched him collect himself even more. He became reserved and passive.

Never in my twenty-three years of life have I ever seen an alpha act passively. Everything to them was a threat on their title and with that they took any insult or lack of respect as some sort of challenge.

I blamed his reaction on the fact that Desmond was his brother. He only made an exception to him.

Osiris remained calm as Desmond demanded again.

"Since we left the mate gathering." Osiris admitted.

The pit of my stomach dropped and nausea caused bile to rise in my throat. I hated how much the bastard alpha made me feel. He had a hold of me in ways I wished he didn't. I thought I had gotten rid of him and left him in my past but he weaseled his way in like a roach.

"Is this about me?" I asked with a hushed voice.

Both men shared glances before looking over at me. I darted my eyes between them, the silence was all I needed to know I had answered my own question.

"No." Osiris assured me shaking his head.

It wasn't enough to dissuade me of my feelings.

"Then what was it about?" I knew I should have asked the question but I couldn't help myself. My mother's life was on the line. I was being more pushy than I normally would purely because of my family. I hoped Osiris say it as that and not me being disrespectful.

"That is for Desmond and I to know, not you." His bitter-self returned once again.

I stood up with determination as I held my chin high regardless of the pounding my heart did.

"This is my mother we are talking about. At least tell me you'll speak with him." I wasn't leaving without him giving me an answer. I needed to know that he was going to meet him. I need to know that my mother was going to be alright.

"No Seraphina, no leave." He demanded.

"No." I stepped forward. I didn't miss how Desmond stepped to the side a little snicker falling from his lips.

"Leave." Osiris stood up to his full height. I fought to remain unaffected but I couldn't taking a tentative step back.

I glanced down at my shaking hand before looking back up. "Not until you promise to see him."

He chuckled humorlessly as crossed his arm. "Have you forgotten who the alpha is of this pack?"

"No, but I would think an alpha would help and protect his members. Especially when all you need to do is talk to the man." I muttered with animosity.

"Oh, shit." Desmond was entertained all the while both Osiris and I studied one another. Neither one of us was willing to back down.

Osiris growled at him to shut up, all Desmond could do was cover his snickering with his hand. I found this whole thing odd. Why was Desmond just letting me stand my ground? Didn't he care that I was directly disobey his brother, his alpha?

"Seraphina I'm not going to say it again. Leave my office now." He hissed through grounded teeth.

"Why so you can comfortably sit there and continue to ignore him? This is my mother we are talking about." I moved around the desk not thinking rational anymore. There were salty tears that began to pool in my eyes as I gazed up at Osiris. He was standing only a foot or so away from me. "He said he'd hurt her."

"Seraphina, I-"

"Please." I begged falling to my knees. I didn't know what else I could do. I was frantic, I couldn't leave this room with out him agree to see him. He had to. He had to our else I was going to be left with out a mother.

I felt selfish in a way making him do something he didn't but I rationalized my selfishness with the fact that this was a life we were talking about.

A chocking sob escaped my mouth as I shock uncontrollable as each sob tore through my body. I was desperate, I would do anything to save her.

A hand fell to the crown of my head as I sobbed and a buzzing feeling made my back stiffen. The sensation was still foreign to me but this time I didn't pull away finding it oddly soothing. My heart slowed its hammering assault against my rib cage, my breathing leveled to the point that only my sniffles could be heard.

The room was quiet except for my own sniffling. I felt foolish and embarrassed.

I was fool just like Osiris said.

Another pair of hands wrapped themselves around my waist hoisting me up to my feet. Seeing both of Osiris's hands by his side it was clear that Desmond had helped me up.

He pulled me away towards the door and I realized that he was making us leave.

I dug my heels into the ground. "No, let me go! Osiris, please." I smacked, punched, hit, anything I could do to get free I tried but all Desmond had to do was lift me off my feet and exit out the door.

"Relax, Sera." Desmond cooed in my ear as he carried me up the stairs.

"No!" I screamed trying to wiggle free. I felt panicked. I was going to lose my mom all because two alphas were too prideful to have a simple meeting.

"You need to relax Sera." Desmond told me again once he opened the door to my room and letting me down on my feet. I quickly moved to get around him and rush back down stairs but he was swift to block the exit.

"Why? So I can be at peace with my mother's death? Fuck you and you're devil brother."

"Sera," Desmond reached out to grab me but I swatted his hands away finding his touch unwelcoming and ingenuine.

"Get the fuck out."

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