CHAPTER SIXTY SIX

He looked at her and his thoughts raced. He had so many questions. She had to wake up. The next full moon was in three days and Carla already said she wasn't going to survive the transformation, she couldn't. Not with the way she was damaged. Suddenly, he realized that breaking up with her had only pushed her farther away from him and closer to her mission. He rubbed his forehead and touched her arm. She looked pale and almost dead. His life was blank without her, it was empty and he knew that he was going to kill Cyrus either ways if she died. 

She groaned softly and opened her eyes

"What's going on? What's wrong?" She asked

"Take it easy babe. Just calm down"

"I can't feel my legs, what's going on?" She asked again, struggling to move her legs after sitting up

"You were hurt and this time, you're not healing up" he said

"What do you mean by I am not healing up? Is that even possible?" She asked