Chapter 42

I swallowed and let him lead me into the kitchen. What I did still didn't feel right. But I didn't exactly feel guilty. I felt ashamed. But not guilty. Those were people that had abused me for years, but they still didn't deserve to die. Not even by my hands. "Everything will be alright," Lorcan repeated as he put a bowl of cereal in front of me. "You eat that right? I don't really cook. Thorn does that for me. I nodded. "It's fine. Thank you." I didn't feel hungry at all, but I still ate to please Lorcan.  He sat down next to me and started to explain what happened. "Thorn, Ryder and I were trying to hold most of them off. Harry helped you, but then you got attacked. We heard you screaming and Ryder tried to get to you, but some wolf lashed out on while he was looking at you. Neither Thorn or I were able to get to you. We that he was going to kill you. We were sure of it. And then suddenly, you just shifted. You attacked him and saved Harry."