Chapter 21

Lawrence pov:

I watch her scream in pain for reasons unknown, and I cannot figure out what I should do to take the pain away.

"Kate, are you okay?" I ask in fear. If only I could feel her pain, then maybe I could take it all for her.

"It hurts so bad," she screams once again, writhing in pain.

"Alex, what is happening to her?" I ask confused, running towards Kate while she squirms on the floor.

This is all my fault. I should have listened to her plea, but I was too stupid to notice that she was too weak to fight.

"She's getting weaker because the full moon is coming tomorrow," she says sternly as tears roll down her cheek in panic.

"What are you saying? How can the full moon do this to her?" I ask confused, picking Kate up from the floor. It feels like I'm having a panic attack.

"She has not shifted yet, and because of that, she gets weak every full moon," she explains sadly.

"What can I do to help her?" I ask, brushing her hair from her face as she breathes heavily with her eyes closed.

"Just take her to the room to rest. She needs you close to her because you give her strength," she says, cautiously kneeling down in front of Kate.

I carry her bridal style, which causes her to hiss in pain. Everyone watches in panic. Mum helps Alex to her feet, trying to calm her down.

"Sleep. It's going be alright," I say, kissing her forehead. She falls asleep immediately.

I carry her to my room, gently laying her on the bed.

I watch her sleep peacefully. Just looking at her sleeping form sends a calm feeling through me.

I don't get why she's yet to shift. I just feel like she's hiding something very important from me. There are so many things I don't know about her, and it's making me feel restless.

But come to think of it, she has every reason to keep things from me when all I do is ignore her and try as hard as possible to push her away, causing her pain.

I remember looking at those beautiful eyes filled with fear, mischief, and strength. The long brown hair I would love to run my hands through.

I walk into the bathroom to get the first-aid box and a wet cloth to wipe the blood from her body.

I place the first-aid box on the nightstand before wiping the blood from her busted lip, face, and hands.

She flinches a little as I wipe the blood from her lips. "Sorry," I apologize, trying to divert my attention away from her lip.

"Can you stop thinking about her that way before I take over and mark her?" Travis' growl snaps me out of my thoughts.

"I can't stop thinking about her," I say, dropping the wet cloth on the floor before applying spirit to her injuries.

Guilt wraps its hand around me. I know I am the real reason this is happening. "It's all your fault. We are meant to love her, but instead, you choose that slut over her," he says, anger lacing his words.

"When I first saw her, I was drawn to her, but something kept holding me back," I say with a frown.

"I don't know what you mean, but after what you saw today, are you really going to keep acting like you don't care?" he asks maliciously.

"I was really scared. I have never felt that way before," I say, fighting the tears. "When I saw her get beaten like that, when she was screaming in pain, it broke my heart," I say, my voice cracking with emotion.

I put bandages on her injuries before cleaning up the mess and placing the first-aid box back in the bathroom cabinet. "I felt weak for not being able to help when she needed me," I say, remembering the way she looked to me for help, the way her eyes looked drained.

I change her into one of my black hoodies before placing her properly on the bed with a blanket covering her delicate body. "That's what I have been trying to tell you since. You need her. She's part of you, not that other girl," he says with hatred.

Before I can reply, the door to my room opens, snapping me out of my daze.

"Is she alright?" Pa asks, concerned, as he comes towards me.

"I think so, but because she's asleep, I can't really tell," I say, smiling sadly.

"You know, she is a very strong girl," he says with adoration while sitting on the couch closest to the window.

"I know she is a strong girl, and also a strange one," I say, laughing lightly to brighten up the mood.

"Alex says she will be fine when she wakes up," he says, looking her over.

"Okay, but, Pa, I still don't get why she gets weak every full moon. Is it a normal thing for her not to have shifted yet?" I ask, walking towards the couch.

"Maybe that's how her body copes with not being able to shift yet. She will shift when her time comes," he says, patting my shoulder.

"That's true," I say.

He smiles warmly before getting up from the couch. "Okay, I will be in my room if you need anything," he says, leaving the room.

"Okay," I say, walking towards the bed.

"I hope you get well soon," I say, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I can't wait to see your beautiful eyes. I will do whatever it takes to make up for all that I have done to you," I promise, placing a kiss on her temple.

I really need a shower to relax my beating heart.

I make sure she is comfortable before going into the bathroom to take a bath.