All Chapters of He Hurt Me, But He Needs Me: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

FerraraLondon snarled at Saul and prowled around the small lab, occasionally muttering something under his breath. Violetta stood protectively on one side of Saul, and I leaned in the doorway, watching it all unfold.“Why didn’t you come to me immediately,” London snapped, and I watched as Violetta narrowed her eyes.“I had several theories about what the drug might do,” Saul explained, still as calm as ever, although his eyes were bloodshot red. “But as I’ve explained, I wasn’t sure what these two compounds were. I was still diving into the research when I fell asleep. It wasn’t until Violetta’s discovery this morning that made me put it together. Well, put most of it together.”“This is dangerous and important. You should have notified me at every step!”“I had planned to give a report this morning.”London opened his mouth, and Violetta stepped forward. “Enough! It is not Saul’s fault that you got some weird drug, and someone is using it to turn themselves into Mr. Hyde!”Saul loo

FerraraOnce Makayla was fed and Saul busy, I steered Violetta back to our rooms. “I’m going to make us some sandwiches for lunch. Why don’t you take a few moments to rest? You can review the information that London gave you, if you want.”Violetta frowned. “I told you I wasn’t sure if I was ready to look into that.”“Okay, then rest. I’ll be up in a few minutes.”Rubbing her chest, her eyes glazed over for a few seconds and she nodded. On the way to the kitchen, I knocked on Janelle’s door. It did not surprise me to see Cindy there, glaring at her. Janelle looked as if she needed to sleep for days. “Walk with me.”Cindy’s eyes widened, and she stood, but I held up my hand. “I just need a witch.”“That witch in particular?” she accused.“No. She just happens to be the closest witch.” I was done explaining to her that I was not going to use Janelle to take control of my wolves. Janelle stepped out, and I closed the door between us. After a moment, I opened it back up again. “I’m going

FerraraSaul’s frustration was etched on every inch of his face. London looked ready to howl, and Ava and Janelle glared at each other as we all stood in the hall and looked through the window. Makayla was in human form but non-responsive.“My theory is that her wolf put her in the coma. We were having a conversation, and I saw a tinge of blue, and then she collapsed,” Saul said tiredly. “Her system is shutting down. I’m considering giving her a half dose to see if that will buy us a little more time, but I’m worried about the damage it will do in the long term. I’m sorry, London. I truly thought we’d have a few more days before she would need another dose. I still haven’t figured out what those last two compounds are.”“Her wolf?” I interrupted. “Not the creature on steroids?”Saul nodded. “The effects wore off enough that she seemed to realize what was happening. As it was, we were discussing a medically induced coma to see if I could put her in some sort of stasis.”“Can her wolf h

ViolettaSaul pulled so many samples from me that I felt like a pin cushion. He did eventually have to stop once Ferrara’s growls started to sound more animal than human. When I offered to go to a different room, Ferrara’s hand wrapped around my arm and refused to let go.For a weak shifter, he was still very strong.“This will do for now,” Saul said. “I’ll be in the lab if you need me. Do what you can to keep him human. Makayla started having issues with shifting, and I imagine Ferrara will too. Remember, the longer he stays human, the more time we have.”I sent Amelia on a trip to round up as many items of entertainment as she could find and climbed into the bed with him. He was so damn pale, and I feared that I wasn’t going to be able to hide my panic for much longer.“You can do this. I stayed a human for months once,” I reminded him. “But then, I always did suspect that I was a little stronger than you.”Ferrara rolled his eyes and shifted to make room for me. I was careful not t

Ferrara"You should rest."I glanced down at the woman in the wheelchair. "You're one to talk. You look like hell."Makayla wrinkled her nose. "There was a time we both looked like hell, and this is not that time."It was true. We were both running around like wolves on crack and steroids, which was uncomfortably close to the truth. The only difference was that I'd been shot protecting Violetta, and she'd willingly taken the drug.As I stared down at her, I had to remember that it was not her fault. She'd done it to save her sister, and in the end, thanks to Saul, she had. Both she and her sister were on the mend.I stared at the closed door. On the other side was a guest room in London's house where Violetta's unconscious body lay. After a week of staring at her in the hospital bed, I'd had enough. She wasn't sick. She wasn't injured. There was no need for her to be in the hospital except that Saul was worried she'd suddenly injure herself.In the end he caved, and we moved her. At t