Chapter Thirty-Two

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"Oh my god!" I was weaping but trying to hold it in.

Hand like scratch marks deep down my back, it was bleeding and I didnt even notice.

It took awhile to process but Brett did that. Last night. His claws did that. While we were making love.

I grabbed a big bandage and stuck It on my back. I didnt clean It becasue I couldnt reach.

I went back to my room and got startled by Brett sitting on my bed, back facing me with his hands on his face.

I walked in and shut the door.

"Brett, Its okay." I stood away from him.

"No its not, you dont understand."

I looked at him confused and sat beside him.

"Don't Understand what?"

He looked at me with puffy eyes from crying.

"You dont understand, I scratched you really deep."

I took his hand In both of mine, "Brett I still dont understand what your trying to say."

He gripped my hands tighter. "To be turned Into a werewolf you either have to be bit by an Alpha or be scrached by one and It has to be cut deep."

I felt relief for a second, "but your not an Alpha right?"

He let out more tears and flashed his red glowing eyes at me.

I felt it hit me hard what he was now I shot up from my bed and backed away.

"What, when did this happen?"

he looked at me, "I gained it."

I didnt question that. "Is my scratch... deep enough."

He got up and came to me. "Can I see again?"

I took off my shirt and showed him.

He lifted my shirt and took off the bandage, "you didnt clean it?"

"I couldnt reach." I turned to him.

"I can for you, where's the peroxide?" He asked.

I told him it was in the bathroom so he quietly went to grab it then came back with a cloth to clean it with.

He took off the bandage and started cleaning it. It stung like a bitch but he held my hand to help with the pain. I cried in pain it hurt so bad. Brett just held my hand tighter.

After the dried blood was gone he could see how deep it was now.

I turned to face him. He didnt look okay. "What, Is it deep enough?"

All he did was node his head yes and starting crying and he hugged me.

"Will I be like you then?" I broke the hug and looked at him.

He coverd his mouth then spoke. "It can either turn you or kill you."

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