Chapter 22: Chapter 22

Dimitri held her as she cried into his shirt and punched him in the stomach. Each hit got harder until he grabbed her wrists and crushed his lips to her's. She was quick to respond, he could feel all her love in the kiss. When they parted she sighed and grabbed his face.

She smiled and stroked his cheek, "How?"

He chuckled and pulled her against him, "My wolf immediately started to heal me as soon as he could. That's why I shifted back. The doctor had to fix a few things and put me in a coma for two weeks. No one besides Xavier knows I'm alive. Don't kill him."

Rosalie laughed and kissed him on the cheek, "Don't ever do that to me again." She grumbled.

"I won't, trust me." He whispered. "I missed you, baby girl."

She started to cry again, "I missed you too."

Once she was better he kissed her again. He continued hugging her, loving the feel of her in his arms once again.

"Sage and Sara..." She whispered.

He frowned, "They're okay?"

"Physically." She replied. "Come on."

When they reached the room Dimitri jumped on the bed and wrapped his arms around both girls. Rosalie laughed as they screamed and went to hit him.

"Uncle Damon! Let me go!" Sage huffed.

"Oh, come on! Clearly, I'm not Damon! Why does everyone think that?" He whined.

Rosalie smirked, "Well, one you were apparently dead for two weeks and two, you're his twin."

"But I'm the hotter one."

Sage rolled her eyes, "Well, since you're my father and he's my uncle I don't look at you guys like women look at you. I just see you and know you're the same looking."

Her eyes then widened, before Dimitri could say anything she tackled him and they fell on the floor.

"You're alive!" She shrieked.

Sara grinned and jumped on them, "You're awake!!"

Rosalie laughed as Dimitri struggled to get up. "Alright girls, let your father breathe."

They both laughed and stood up, he climbed to his feet and laughed.

"Forgot how strong you two are." He smiled.

All three of them hugged him with tears in their eyes. He sighed and hugged them back, his own tears rolling down his cheeks.

"I'll never leave you again, I promise." He murmured.

That night Rosalie sat on his lap as he made a few calls. The day had consisted of Xander punching him before crying and hugging him. Catherine and Felicity had slapped him then hugged him. They then proceeded to attack Xavier until Dimitri told them he told Xavier not to tell. It was an overall exhausting day, but Rosalie couldn't be any happier.

After the final call he sighed and relaxed with her. She smiled and cuddled against his chest. He started to kiss her neck before sucking on her mark.

She moaned and moved so she was straddling him. They made out for a while, but when Dimitri started to grind his member against her neither one of them could control themselves.

Sex scene ya shitheads! <3

Rosalie moaned as he played with her breasts and sucked her mark. Her grip on his shoulders tightened when he moved his one hand and started to rub her core.

"My Rosalie." He whispered against her skin.

She smiled before standing up a little, he frowned as she released her hold on him. She unbuckled his pants and pulled his member out, she then pulled her underwear aside. She slowly lowered herself on him, earning a growl of satisfaction from him.

"This time, I'm in control." She moaned.

She rode him slowly at first, each time he tried slamming himself into her she would stop and glare at him. He eventually gave up and just enjoyed it. She smiled at how he was struggling to control himself. After a while of torturing him she started to go faster and harder.

She moaned as she felt her climax starting, the second she came he started pounding into her. She let out cries of pleasure, digging her nails into his shoulders. He moaned loudly as he came, leaning down, he kissed her mark once more.

Sex is over. Boom.

She sighed and collapsed on him, they were both breathing hard. She was calm before tensing up, remembering the one thing she had to tell him.

"Dimitri..."

"Yeah?" He breathed.

"Um...I....uh..."

He frowned and cupped her cheek, "Hey, relax. What's wrong?"

She gulped, "I'm pregnant."

It was quiet for a few seconds until Dimitri smashed his lips against her's. She was stunned at first, but melted into the kiss.

"And I just screwed you pretty hard." He mumbled once they parted.

She chuckled, "I'm only two weeks pregnant, it shouldn't be an issue. Plus, it was for a minute."

He hummed his response, he then pulled out and covered himself up again. He gently fixed her clothes so she was covered too. He then pulled her against him and sighed.

"Remember when you said my secret desire was Christine?" He questioned.

She nodded quietly.

"You were wrong. My secret desire is you, has been since the day I met you." He whispered.

She gently stroked his cheek, "I think your secret desire was also just to be loved, Dimitri. To be loved and to love."

His eyes widened a bit, he didn't say anything, he leaned forward and kissed her again.

Rosalie sat there, grinning at the thought of her being Dimitri's secret desire.

She sat up and smiled at him, "I love you."

"I love you too, baby girl."

The end.

You fricken penguins, I'm gonna cry. This is the end of the book.

About the sequel...

I do have some loose ends to tie up so.....be prepared.

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"Dimitri, come here! Quick!"

"Did your water break?" he gasped as he burst through the bedroom doors.

Rosalie rolled her eyes, "I'm only one month pregnant. Anyway, who's bra is this?"

He frowned, "Um...honey...that's your bra..."

"No it-oh...oh, it is. Okay, nevermind."

He raised an eyebrow at her as she continued separating the laundry, he eventually rolled his eyes and walked in. He closed the bedroom door and sat beside her on the floor, he picked up a shirt and folded it. She glanced at him only to look away when he looked at her. For the next five minutes they did this, when she looked at him again he was giving her the finger.

She narrowed her eyes, "Really?"

He smirked, "Really."

She sighed and placed the folded pants on the ground, Dimitri watched her with confusion as she picked up a shirt and folded that as well. He frowned before focusing on folding more clothes, when she saw he wasn't paying attention she tackled him. She laughed as she pinned him to the ground, her eyes sparkling with amusement. He smiled back at her and propped himself up on his elbows, he then gently kissed her.

"I love you." he whispered.

She smiled, "I love you too."

She sighed as she looked at his bare chest, a frown formed on her face at the sight of the multiple scars. She gently traced them, sorrow washed over her as she remembered she almost lost him a month ago. She then looked at the scar that went from the corner of his eye to the bottom of his jaw and started to gently trace it with her finger.

Dimitri watched the thousands of emotions continuously flash in her eyes as she did this. He gently grabbed her hand and intertwined their fingers, she looked at him as he smiled back at her. He laid down and pulled her down with him, kissing the top of her head as she rested it on his chest. For an hour they stayed like this, enjoying the feel of being near each other.

"You're never going to leave me, right?" she whispered.

He smiled, "As long as you promise to never leave me or the girls."

She looked up at him, "I promise."

"I love you." he murmured.

"I love you too." she replied as he kissed her once more.

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Dimitri's POV

Dimitri ran his hand through his hair as he searched for Rosalie. His heart was racing as thoughts of what she may have done to herself, crawled into his mind.

After spending all week trying to get answers from his stubborn ass ex-mate he was exhausted. Mentally he was broken, he knew he screwed up with Rosalie. He never meant to. He was confused, he hated Christine but at the same time he still had a small amount of love for her. However, when he killed her all he could feel was relief.

He felt at somewhat peace knowing Christine couldn't harm any of them again. Specifically Rosalie, he would die before allowing anyone to harm her.

"Rose!" He yelled as he walked through the woods.

He sighed when he got a whiff of her scent, he immediately shifted and started to follow it. He sprint through the forest, focused on finding her. To tell her he loves her, that he was an idiot for doing what he did.

She was right, he's a selfish asshole and he knows it. He hated himself at the moment, hated himself more than anything else in the world.

He glanced up at the sky to see the beginnings of a sunrise. He was relieved they would be returning in the daylight, it'll make it easier for him to spot any rogues. When he looked back ahead he tried stopping, before he could escape the truck, it hit him.

He howled in pain as he slid underneath of it, feeling the truck run over his ribs. When he was out from under the truck he pulled himself up. He whimpered, but focused on not letting that truck roll off the hill. He sprinted over and slammed himself into the side of it, causing it to hit a tree. He was relieved when it stopped and the driver slowly got out. He ran off before the human could see him, disappearing into the trees.

After running for a while he collapsed against a tree, blood leaked from his mouth as he attempted to breathe.

"Dimitri, we need to rest for a while so we can heal." His wolf sounded.

Dimitri only weakly nodded before passing out, escaping the immense pain for a little while.

When he woke up again his ribs were healed, he could breathe, and he wasn't bleeding anymore. He stood up and stretched before taking off again. When he stopped at the packhouse he shifted back and ran in. He found a clock and checked it, frowning when it read three o'clock.

Damn, I was out for ten hours.He thought to himself.

He continued following her scent to a room upstairs, when he threw open the door he couldn't believe it.

"Are you fucking kidding me!?" He growled.

Rosalie woke up and her eyes widened as he stormed over to her. He stopped at the edge of the bed and folded his arms across his chest, not caring that he was currently naked. She clenched her jaw and looked away.

"What do you want?" She snarled.

He felt slightly hurt by her tone, but he knew he deserved it.

He sighed, "Do you know how fucking scared I've been? No one could find you! And after how you've been acting all week I thought you..."

He trailed off, unable to speak anymore.

She scoffed, "Oh, you care?"

He was stunned, "Rosalie, what the hell is your problem? I'm sorry I was drunk! I'm sorry I-

"Nothing. Now fuck off." She spat.

He swallowed, trying to ignore the pain in his heart.

At this point, I'd rather being hit with a truck again than see her like this. He bitterly thought to himself.

He growled, angry with the whole situation. "No, you're coming back to the packhouse with me."

It's not safe for you here.

"No, I'm not. Not right now at least."

"Damn it Rose, I'm not in the mood! You can hate me when we get back! I ran all morning and got hit by a damn truck, I would love to go home and sleep." He snapped, honestly feeling exhausted.

"Did the truck do any serious damage?" She suddenly asked.

He frowned, "What? No."

"Well, that sucks. Do you mind getting hit by a truck again? Maybe four more times..."

The pain grew stronger as he ever so slightly took a step back.

"I get it, you hate me. I don't want you being out here alone. Got it? Now, come on."

"No."

"Rosalie, I said-

"NO!" She screamed at him, tears pooling in her eyes. "I can't stand being in the same house as you! I don't want to be anywhere near you! Last week you did nothing but cheat and hang with Christine! Did you know you held me by my throat? That fucking hurt, for your information. Don't you get it? I hate you!"

He just stared at her, his mind went blank and pain exploded in his chest. Memories of all those words from Christine floated in his head.

"She'll never love you, you know? Why would she? You're a mistake, Dimitri. You're an alcoholic."

"You're a monster."

"No one can ever love you. Look at me, I'm your original mate and not even I could love you."

"Just end your horrible existence. It'll be good for everyone."

"You had no right to come here and demand me to come back and act as if you suddenly care again. Just leave me alone." She whispered.

Her voice brought him out of those dark memories.

He swallowed, "I-I wasn't hanging with her."

"What?"

"I killed her."

She froze and looked at him, he looked down. "Sh-she wouldn't give me any answers so I..I executed her in front of the pack."

I'm a monster. She'll never love me, Christine was right.

"I'm sorry." He murmured as he looked at her.

After she had checked him for any injuries they returned home. After she was dressed, she started to follow him.

He stopped and turned around, "As for you answer, I don't love her."

He then walked inside and to his office. As he closed his office door he broke down. He sobbed into his arms, yelling at his brothers to leave him alone as they knocked on the door. He walked through the messed up room, trying to make it to his chair. Instead, he tripped and fell, face first on some glass.

Ten minutes passed by with him punching the mirror and the wall. He then slid down the wall and sat in the corner, crying.

I'm a monster.