Kathleen's POV
"Why did you risk your life like this? What if you missed it, and it had gone through your shoulder instead? Do you even know how harmful it was?" He said before pressing his lips into a thin line, and I rolled my eyes.
"I live in forests, dude. Do you think I don't know what is dangerous and what is not? Would you have preferred that dagger going straight through your head instead?" I asked before scoffing and walking away from him, not liking the way his concerned eyes were making my heart flutter.
"Kathy, you okay?" Henry asked me as he took out his handkerchief and wrapped it around my wound, making me smile at him comfortingly.
"I am okay. Don’t worry about it. They laced it with Wolfsbane. It will take some time to heal," I said, and he nodded before looking behin
