-Rosalie-
It had been a few hours since Charlie had a drip of Dash's blood connected to Martha’s arm and it was slowly flowing into her bloodstream. I was relieved when I noticed the slight change in her skin color, I was grateful that Dash had done this but a small part of me couldn’t help but wonder why he had all of a sudden changed his mind when he had explicitly stated earlier that he was not going to help.
When Charlie walked out and closed the door leaving just Dash and me in the room, I drew a deep breath and asked. "Why?"
"Why what?" I asked with a hint of mischief in his eyes, he clearly knew what I was talking about but liked playing dumb.
"Don't act smart with me alpha." I snarled making him smirk. "Why did you out of the blue decide to help?"
"Because my son cares about her and I am curious as to know what attacked her, why it did, and how the unfortunate incident unfolded." He said simply.