Layla Twist

Chp. 14 Harmed

* Drake POV *

Barrett left by Pos accord maybe 2 hours ago. He had sent Gramps my way when he asked about Naomi's state.

We have watched over 47 'sessions' as the rogues called them. Some we had to skip through parts that didn't sit well with us.

At this point they had averaged out on 6 sessions a day if Gramps did the math right.

Dad told me what you are watching, Layla had to go back into surgery. Were they any wounds deep in the gut? Mom, the ex Luna and my adopted parent. There is some poison.

"F**K, F**K!" Quickly I set up a laptop and have Gramps take a stack while I look at another. Maybe 30 minutes of speed watching before we stop.

Nothing

There's nothing, some of the warriors were poisoned on the field. Barrett said she was taking on a rogue.

If it's that, then that explains her eye as well. Her voice got quiet for a second. She was poisoned with liquid silver. I didn't realize before with her other wounds.

Will you be able to help? At this point nothing else matters. We had to get to the hospital now.

It reached her heart recently, I'm guessing when we pulled her into surgery. I'll do my best. She cut off the mindlink.

Looking at Gramps I hand him a few files.

"I need to get Barrett to the hospital, Layla is in surgery." His eyes widened looking more aged than it ever has before. "Could you do me a favor and continue looking through the files. No one else is to see this past the 4 of us."

He nodded. I ended up taking my car to hospital, reaching out for Barrett as I drive.

Barrett, Layla needs you at the hospital. I'll explain when you get there. I didn't get a response from him, as I thought.

However, I didn't think it was right to tell him about the surgery until we get to the hospital.

After parking against the front entrance curb I go straight to the waiting room. Barrett sat in a chair with a blanket wrapped around his torso.

"I didn't know how to say it." He sighs rubbing his scruff. "She is in surgery because of liquid silver, which many of our warriors also suffered from."

He seemed to choke on his words for a second but steadied his voice back. Really doesn't like having no control over the situation.

Sitting across from him we both stay silent.

BARRETT DRAKE GET IN HERE! Mom screamed through a link to us, making us both jump.

Rushing to the Operation Room, we burst into the doors seeing Mom and her assistants on one side of the room with Layla on the other.

Scarred skin was stood out on her lightly tanned skin, her hair had been detangled and into a simple braid to keep out of the way. The burn marks on her left leg stood out darker than the claw scar across her right cheek and partially on the nose bridge.

We extracted all the silver from her system, in the middle of closing she healed extraordinarly quick. Mom didn't dare talk out loud, she kept her eyes on Layla the whole time. When she healed, her wolf took over in a frenzy for a second. Didn't shift but it definitely scared her when she came back.

"Drake?" She eyed me up and down before stealing a quick glance towards Barrett.

When she looked back again I smiled as gentle as possible. "Your scaring my Mom Layla. She was trying help you." I chuckled lightly seeing everyone's reaction. Almost as if in a trance Layla calmed down and walked up to me not seeming to notice or care of the fact she tore off her gown in the frenzy.

"I didn't mean to scare anyone, I woke up unsure of what was going on." Walking into my arms she gave me a tight quick hug. Gasping she looks up at me. "What day is it?"

"Thursday I guess."

"It's also really late." Barrett spoke behind her making her jump a little. "Let the doctor check on you before leaving."

"Oh, okay." Mom leads her into another room before the nurses started cleaning and getting clothes for Layla.

"What just happened?" Barrett growled at the doors.

"It's a coping mechanism. I noticed it a couple years back." I press my ear a little before continuing. "When she would space out I could get her to start acting normal with a joke or comment."

She just 180 in the room. Mom reached out through mindlink. She was in shock and just wanted to go somewhere to think and be safe away from groups of strangers.