All Chapters of Second Chance Revenge : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Maxwell POVA few long minutes later, the door cracks open, and Laura emerges. Ava smiles at her softly. “Hi, how are you feeling? You must be so thirsty.” Do you need a glass of water to quench your thirty?My gaze focuses on her as she stares at the bottle. Her thoughts are loud and clear in my head, it almost makes me lose my balance. She’s skeptical of what’s inside. And I don't know if her next move is going to be good or bad.“It’s not drugged,” I offer, swiping the bottle out of Ava’s hands and taking a generous swig. “See?”Those big brown eyes study me for a moment before her shaky hand reaches out. I extend my arm to pass it quickly. “Have it,” I say with a soft smile.Her nimble fingers latch onto the bottle before lifting it to her lips. She takes two big gulps before closing her eyes, droplets rolling down her chin.“Do you want something to eat?” Ava asks.She doesn’t answer straight away; instead, she lowers the bottle and glances down at her stomach. Her hands grip the

Maxwell POVI didn’t expect the bond to be this strong, let alone for it to arise this early without any physical connection. It starts to pull on my heartstrings, and I resist the urge to rub my hand over my chest.Eventually, Laura nods.Gemma continues to smile as she holds out her hand, but she doesn’t take her palm. Instead, she follows her further into the infirmary.Ava sighs from beside me. “I am exhausted, I have no idea how she feels.”My eyes ache with heaviness and all the foreign emotions weighing down my body. “I know.”When the minutes tick by, I’m strung with worry that Gemma has found something that puts Laura’s health in danger. Overthinking is a bastard.The door opens, and I stand from my seat in the hall. Gemma guides Laura back to us. “Everything okay?” I ask.“I managed to get a better look at those cracked ribs and torn ligaments. But they’re all healed now. Laura will be weak for a few weeks, so she needs a lot of rest.Hydration and nourishment are also going

Maxwell POVI don’t have time to second-guess her abilities right now; instead, I lean into the tub and pull her body into my chest. I glance down at her face and watch as she falls into a lightheaded state. Her entire body is different shades of red and pink.Ava rushes from the room and grabs a dry towel before laying it out on the floor. I flick my gaze to Kayden standing in the doorway, his eyes upon my mate with great horror.Give us some privacy, I snap.His head bows, and he turns to leave. Let us know if there is anything we can do.I place Laura down on the towel and sweep her dark hair away from her injured back. Ava hisses, and I grit my jaw at the sight before me. “Fuck, Maxwell. This isn’t good.”Blisters have already started to show. Parts of her skin are broken and weeping. How long was she up here doing this to herself? Heaviness clouds my eyes, and I try to calm myself down.Ava kneels beside Laura and places her hands gently on her back.“If you can’t do it, Gemma

Maxwell POVA surprising laugh barks out of her. “Of course, I’ve seen rain. But it’s been what feels like years since I’ve seen the rain, and it just…it just–”“It what?”“It makes me feel alive. It reminds me I am alive.” She shudders but not with coldness, with vibrancy. “It’s like I can feel something real. I can go outside. I can feel the rain. I can breathe all this air. It’s real. It’s not a dream. I’m loving this.”My lips spread into a bright smile. “Yeah. It’s real. All of it is real. You’re not a prisoner here, Laura. You are free to do whatever you want. Whatever makes you feel alive.”Her eyes glitter in my direction, and I suck in a breath. The way she’s looking at me makes my chest glow with a tender warmth.“You must be freezing,” I say as I focus on her lips, which are losing color by the second. “Let’s get inside. You don’t want to make yourself sick.”Laura steps around me, and we walk back towards the kitchen. I hold the door open for her as we step inside. She t

Laura POVWhen he reaches over, I’m convinced he’s about to touch me. I open my mouth and release the loudest scream. It deafens me. It wrenches from my chest because my body jumps into fight mode. It’s the last resort.I close my eyes to try and block out all the crucifying emotions that clutter my head. Blood pounds in my ears, and everything slows down to the point I’m disorientated.Voices start talking, but I don’t hear what they’re saying. My breaths become shorter, and I’m out of oxygen, yet at the same time, I can’t get enough. My vision blurs when another silhouette settles in front of me.“Laura.” The sound is muffled. “Laura, you’re hyperventilating.”Why do I sound like I’m in a bubble? I don’t even know if I’m alive right now.“Breathe, Laura.” The voice softens. “There is so much air in this room. Okay? Don’t let yourself think there is no air. You have it. Breathe. Nothing is going to happen to you.”It feels like it might. I’m going to die.Just breathe, Laura. You ca