Brady's POV
I watch her drive away and then walk back into the door slowly. I go back to the locker room, and it just so happens the pack is waiting for me. "Skipping school is not cool." Seth says. "She was hurt, like seriously hurt. She got a total of 59 stitches on both arms and they were marked with scars... And she got 35 stitches on her stomach... And her wrist, her wrist was broken in more than three places! THERE WAS A BRUISE TAKING UP MORE THAM HALF OF HER FACE AND SHE WOULDN'T TELL ME WHO DID IT!" I yell. "Dude, calm down." Seth says. He picks my hand up and shows me it, it's shaking so violently... "Let's go talk to Sam about it." Collin suggests. "Yeah, let's go."

We walk through Sam's open door and I smell the food, but I'm so upset I don't even think I can eat... God this is hard.. I sit down at the table and put my head in my hands. "What's wrong, Brady?" Emily asks. "His imprint was ermm... Seriously hurt and she's not telling who by." Andrew says. "What do you mean by seriously hurt?" Sam asks. "A BROKEN WRIST IN MORE THAN THREE PLA-" "BRADY!" Seth yells, "I got this, just shut up! She has a broken wrist in more than three places and she got a total of 59 stitches on both arms, 35 on her stomach, and a large bruise in more than half of her face." "Do you know where she lives, Brady?" "No but I know her scent." I mutter. "Lead me to her house." He commands. I get up and trudge outside, go into the woods and shift. I automatically howl, the anger inside of me surging. Why would anyone? How could they without feeling immense guilt? I just don't understand...

'Come on Brady, lets go.' Sam thinks. I head back towards the school, then trace her scent, merged with mine to her house. We emerge into the backyard to see a drunken man ranting and raving inside of the house and Toni running up the stairs with little Uriah in her arms. The man comes to the stairs and hits Toni on the back with and empty glass bottle and I growl. She pushes Uriah up the last few steps, then curls up into a ball as the man hits her repeatedly with the bottle, and then his fists. I'm growling loudly now, as I watch her blood flow out of her new wounds. 'BRADY DO NOT GO IN THERE!' Sam commands. I whimper, then growl when I hear her weeping. I howl loudly and Sam drags me by my tail back towards his place.

"She works at Sue's, right?" Sam asks as I pace his kitchen, nostrils flaring. I nod. "Go over-" I run out of the door before the sentence is fully out of his mouth.

I'm there when she walks in, Uriah on her hip and a gray wool looking hat on her head. Covering the wound that she received earlier. I walk over to her quickly and take Uriah from her arms. She looks up at me, "Hi." I say quietly. "Hi Brady." She murmurs. We come to Sue's office and I sit Uriah on the couch. I put my hands on Toni's shoulders and she winces. "Are you okay?" She nods, but her eyes are shining with tears. I pull her to me gently and let her cry, sob, then wail. Uriah starts crying, and I sit down on the couch with her on my lap and I pull Uriah onto it too.

"How did you know?" She asks, from behind the counter. "Know what?" "That I wasn't doing the best... That things had happened?" She murmurs. "I didn't. I just came here because I wanted to see you again before tomorrow and you looked sad." I lie. My first lie to her... And Sam said it'll be the first of many...

I look at her again... I don't wanna leave her, but it's already past closing time. Her gray eyes focus on her hands and her long eyelashes mostly block them from view. Her small lips are pulled into a frown and her button nose.. Sniffling to herself. "Toni, I'm sorry I gotta go." I say. Panic flashes in her eyes, but she simply says, "Okay, see you tomorrow." "Be safe, Toni." I murmur.

Toni's POV
I watch him go. Then sigh. I feel safe around him, like he's a guardian angel, ridiculous, I know. But at the same time it makes perfect sense.