Charlie's P.O.V.Killian's words haunted me all night. He had some nerve to try to decide for my mother if she should live or die. I didn't care that he had tried to talk to me about it first. He had no right to make any kind of decision for her when she was still alive. She was still breathing. The

"How dare you!" I interrupted him, thrusting my free hand toward the door. He looked from me to our mother, his fingertips brushing her biceps, and I immediately reached over and knocked his hand from her body. "Don't touch her! You have no right!""I told you a decision needed to be made." The hand

"How are you feeling? They told me you were healed, but you don't look like you are." Charlotte sat on the edge of the couch, falling back into it when I sat down next to her, and the cushion sank in again. "I just get tired easily and need more sleep than usual. I'll be back to normal in no time,"

Charlie's P.O.V.I was nervous to see Killian, not because we were fighting, but because I was embarrassed by my behavior. I still stood by my anger at him for trying to end our mother's life without telling me he would do it first and not giving me the chance to say goodbye. Saying a decision need

"I'm going to be okay. They'll figure this out. Take the kids home. I love you." He choked out as he was escorted from the room. As soon as he was out, the rest of the pack cleared the area, and the guards surrounded Natalie and me, taking us back to our respective rooms. Killian sent me a glare on