#brevieve

The bedroom Satomi had set up for Genevieve was significantly larger than any room the small wolf had ever slept in. It was almost too big, too much empty space and too much room for her wild thoughts. Genevieve was almost certain the spare room had been given to her out of pity, like most things she’d been given in her life. 

But this bedroom was too big. Especially tonight. Genevieve huddled up against the headboard of the new and unfamiliar bed, knees drawn tightly to her chest as she let out a heavy sigh, the anxiety of the last few days still refusing to leave her body. 

“Hey, you okay?” 

Genevieve jumped slightly at the sound of Brett’s voice, her eyes widening more than usual as she turned to look up at the tall boy. He was leaning against the doorframe, eyes crinkled slightly in concern as he gazed at her. 

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Genevieve said but even she barely believed the words falling from her lips. “Just tired.” 

Brett nodded slowly, his eyes still a little disbelieving as he watched her. “Well the rest of the pack is heading off now so I guess I’m leaving now too.”

Genevieve nodded silently, her eyes dropping back to the edge of the bed as she hugged her knees a little tighter. She could hear Brett’s heartbeat, quick with nerves. At least she wasn’t the only one feeling nervous and out of place now. 

As Brett went to leave, Genevieve felt her own heartbeat stutter, the sight of him leaving again causing her to flashback to their last argument. “Wait, Brett-” she cut off, watching as Brett froze, his back to her. “I….I just..Please stay with me tonight. I don’t want to be alone,” Genevieve continued finally, inwardly cringing at the uncertainty in her tone.

“Genny…” Brett turned to face her, an unreadable expression in his eyes now. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea…Not after everything we said.”

“Please, just for tonight. I know what I said…” Genevieve trailed off, blinking away the tears threatening to spill over her cheeks. “But right now I really don’t want to be alone.” 

Brett studied her for a moment, lips pursed as the two wolves locked eyes. Finally he let out a slow exhale, nodding as he moved towards her, climbing onto the bed beside her. “Just for tonight,” he said, pulling her into his arms just like he used to, his warmth automatically calming the bubble of nerves running through Genevieve’s veins. “Just for tonight,” Brett repeated, but Genevieve wasn’t sure who he was convincing now. She didn’t mind though. As long as she could have one more night of ignorance, one last night before reality could sink its claws back in. 

Ahh yes I had so many thoughts on Genevieve when I saw what happened to poor Brett so thanks for messaging me about it!! Brett and Gen have a very sweet dynamic which you’ll definitely see more of as you keep reading (they aren’t dating yet but but they’re getting there!), but Genevieve would be absolutely devastated to lose him, especially after all he’s done for her and how hard he has fought to keep her safe. It would definitely break her heart for sure! I’m still undecided on if I will be following the season 6 storyline so Brett may have a chance in my fic but we’ll have to wait and see…

…in danger.

The battle had been going on for too long now. Genevieve had almost forgotten what peace felt like as she swung her claws back, letting them slash brutally across the hunter’s heavily padded chest. It wasn’t enough to do much damage but the hunter fell back with a yell, giving Genevieve a moment to steady herself, her eyes glowing yellow as she glanced around the field at the rest of the pack as they fought along side her, blood splattering across the dry grass, no distinction between human and werewolf in the chaos. 

The hunter wasn’t down for long though, leaping up without warning as he threw a punch, his fist colliding with her shoulder. Genevieve let out a roar, stumbling back as she glared at the man. He looked almost inhuman, all cold eyes and fists ready to fly again. He didn’t seem to care that he was attacking a girl. He only cared about the wolf gene in her blood. 

Without waiting for her to realign herself, he threw another punch, knocking her down onto the ground. His fists continued to collide with Genevieve as she let out a roar of furious desperation, fury and fear mixed together as she tried to fight back. She was stuck though, pinned down and unable to escape. 

The fury vanished into pure cold fear though as the hunter pulled his gun from his back pocket. 

“Not so powerful now are you, little wolf?” the hunter asked, spitting the words down towards her as Genevieve panted helplessly under him. But before he could pull the trigger, a fist came flying out no where, knocking the man off of Genevieve and onto the floor where he lay motionless. 

Genevieve let out a sob of relief as she looked up to see Brett standing in front of her, his fist still clenched as he stared down at her. “Brett?” she managed to breathe out. She hadn’t even realised he was here for this battle. She’d assumed he was long gone by now. 

Brett didn’t answer her at first. Instead he reached out to pull her up to her feet, his eyes flicking around to the rest of the wolves still fighting off the hunters. “You need to get out of here,” he said once Genevieve was standing. “I just saw Scott’s pack. They say she’s coming.” 

“I’m not going anywhere. I can’t leave my pack,” Genevieve said stubbornly, folding her arms across her chest and ignoring the searing pain in her shoulder at the movement. 

“You have to. You know that. You can’t be here when she arrives,” Brett shot back, his eyes flashing gold for a moment, emotions seeping into his voice as he looked down at her. “I…I can’t let that happen.” 

Genevieve looked up at Brett, helpless as she took in his expression, the fear of losing her suddenly clear in his eyes. 

Not too far away, a bunch of wolves roared, pain and rage mixed in their tones, a sign that Genevieve was about to run out of time. She took a deep breath, nodding up at Brett silently. Then, without pausing to second guess herself, she reached up, wrapping an arm around Brett’s neck and pulling his lips down to hers, kissing him fiercely. He leaned down easily, one hand resting on her cheek as the other wrapped around her back, holding her to him. Finally he pulled away, straightening up as he clenched his jaw. 

“Go,” Brett said calmly. Genevieve nodded back, glancing back as another wolf let out a sorrowful howl. Throwing Brett one more look, Genevieve took off, running as fast as she could as she let her eyes turn gold, running to safety and praying that she could find a way to stop this war before she lost anyone else. 

LIAM/ARIANA

who wraps the presents for other people? oh liam definitely wraps all the presents because ariana tries and gets annoyed at her lack of wrapping skills and throws a tantrum. 

who sends out the christmas cards? ariana is clearly the most organised so she has everything written and mailed out before liam can even think about it.

who starts snowball fights? liam starts it and immediately regrets it when ariana uses her powers to throw a snow storm his way.

who’s the one that wakes the other on christmas morning by playing christmas songs really loudly? ariana one hundred percent. 

BRETT/GENEVIEVE

who knows all the words to twelve days of christmas? brett knows them but genevieve will sing the wrong words loud and proud.

who starts putting up decorations in october? genevieve without a doubt.