CHAPTER 61
Kara
The blows to Derek's body surprised me. His bruises looked worse than mine.
I think he got the worst part of the accident. It was a relief to see him there, breathing, but I was desperate not knowing what would happen to Derek.
I noticed his body fighting to survive. I've heard about a few cases of werewolves who have survived the poison. I couldn't lose him. I took his hand and kissed it. I intended to give him strength. I hoped that, despite the coma, he could hear the sound of my voice.
"Derek, love. Can you hear me? I'm Kara. I'm here with you. I know you're suffering, but you have to recover. You have to wake up, Derek. Don't leave me. I need you. You are a strong person. You are a werewolf. You have had worse battles in the past."