Chapter 108

Paris's POV

"Why? Why did you do that?" I asked, trying to fight the urge to panic, as I struggled to pick her up the right way. The wrong could have her fracture to become worse, and I wasn't taking my chances.

"I didn't mean to. I wanted to chase after you, and it just happened."

"Chase after me? For the love of God!" I cried, as I gently lifted her off the ground, "there." I sighed, "Let's get you to the hospital before you generate a fever."

I turned a twenty-minute drive into ten. I would have gladly let her use the infirmary back at home, but it didn't have the tools that would be needed to mend her broken leg. When all of the madness they were facing was over, it was something I would have to lay my focus upon.