Lucas' POV
"No!" I heard a scream.
My knife dropped from the fucking vampire boy's hand to the ground.
Blood was dripping from his fingers.
He stepped back towards his father while screaming and crying -
"No! I didn't want to hurt Lisa! I didn't want to stab her! It was a mistake! I didn't..."
He's loud for being such a tiny little child. Fuck, I want to kill him. I thought to myself.
But before that...
I saw that fucking little she-wolf lying on the ground in front of me.
Blood was pumping out of her chest like a fucking fountain.
Her tiny little body was twisting in pain and she stretched out her arm towards me.
It didn't look good. Fuck. It didn't look good at all.
I bent down and grabbed her hands.
Fuck, her hands were freezing cold.
She started to turn white. As white as a ghost.
"Did he get at her heart?! Fuck, Finn! I need some help here!" I yelled at my wolf in my mind.
Surprisingly, there was no fucking response from my wolf.
Fucking useless coward. I tried to cover my hands over her wound, but my hands were stopped by someone.
I looked up and saw Vincent the fucking vampire.
His hands were like a pair of fucking withered branches.
"Don't touch her," Vincent said.
"What the fuck are you talking about?! She's fucking dying from bleeding!" I exclaimed.
"I know. That's why I'm dealing with it." He said, placing his hands over the wound.
"Are you fucking kidding me?! Your fucking son jabbed my chick like a mad dog and now you're trying to play the good doctor?!"
"He was trying to stab you and I'm trying to concentrate here. Do you want to take a walk or something? It certainly doesn't help when you bark at me like a dog." Vincent looked at me and said.
I kicked a stone on the ground and crouched down next to him, "Fuck. I'm not going anywhere. I'm not leaving her with you, you sick old fuck. Tell me what I can do to help."
"You can comfort my son if you want," Vincent replied. "It's really hard for me to focus when he's crying like this."
I looked at the vampire boy sitting behind him, shivering and wailing with guilt and fear like a small fucking puppy.
Fuck. I want to punch him in his stupid pale face before pulling off his head.
I sat next to him and said as soft as I could, "Don't you fucking cry now little poodle. Your father is cleaning up the shit you've just done. So don't make a fucking sound."
"I've killed her!" He cried and wiped the tears off his face.
Fucking kid. I can't deal with this fucking shit anymore. I don't do fucking babysitting.
So I did what I had to do during circumstances like this.
I mindlinked Lucian.
"Where aren't you here with me?" I asked. "I need you right now."
"I'm not with you because you've asked me to keep Zack occupied. I can't be at two places at the same time, Luke."
"Are you on your way now?" I asked impatiently.
"Yes. What happened to her now?" he asked.
I rubbed my temple and said, "I don't know. I was about to fuck her, and she changed into a fucking wolf. And I can't fuck her. And fuck, her wolf looked exactly like my mother's wolf. And I freaked out and I couldn't fuck her. Then, the fucking vampire kid stabbed that fucking she-wolf at her heart. And he's crying and..."
"At her heart?" Lucian asked.
"Yeah."
"Are you hurt?" He sounded very concerned.
"Me? Not at all. Why?" I asked with surprise.
And then I realized.
I was supposed to feel as painful as fuck when she got stabbed.
But I couldn't feel a fucking thing!
"Oh, fuck. Lucian, why I can't feel a fucking thing? Am fucking I dying?" I started to get a bit panicked.
"Stay where you are and don't move," Lucian said.
I didn't like the chilliness in his voice. He pulled out this voice whenever something fucking serious happened.
I looked at the she-wolf. The blood kept coming out of her chest.
She looked at me in despair. Her mouth was open and closed as if she wanted to say something to me.
And then I realized one thing.
She wasn't healing herself.
I totally freaked out, "Fuck, Lucian! She keeps bleeding and I can't fucking feel a thing! What happened?! Am I going to..."
"Luke, has anything abnormal happened to her?"
"Fuck! Lucian! I don't know! She's a weird bitch and everything about her was abnormal!" I shouted.
"Luke, I need you to stay calm and think about it. Has she done anything strange or..."
"Fuck! It was the ring! The fucking bitch swallowed the fucking ring! That's why I couldn't read her mind. The fucking ring blocked me from her!"
"Let me reiterate. You mean she has a ring in her stomach?" Lucian asked.
"Yes! Fuck, Lucian! What else she can stuff a fucking ring?? In her fucking ass?!"
"It's Czar's Ring. It cuts off the sensory connection between you and her. That's why she's injured and you can't feel a thing."
"Fuck! Does that mean that I can let her bleed to death and still live my life?" I asked. If that worked out, my life would be fucking perfect.
"No. You can't feel the connection, but it doesn't mean that the bound isn't there. When she's dead, you'll be dead. So I need you to stay calm and I'll be with you right now," Lucian replied.
"Fuck!" I felt I was about to turn into a bear with a sore head.
"Finn, you're annoyingly quiet today," Lucian said. "Come and talk to me. Luke's mad. I can really use some help here."
There was no fucking response.
Fucking dead silence.
I looked at the vampire. He wasn't fucking doing anything. He was just putting his hands on her wound, trying to stop the bleeding physically.
And the fucking kid kept wailing.
And Lucian was nowhere around in my sight.
The silence in my mind was drilling my skull.
"Fuck! Finn! She's dying! Talk to me! Don't you fucking play dead on me on this one!" I shouted in my mind.
Still, nothing.
This couldn't be good. He had never stopped talking to me in my life.
"She's losing too much blood." I heard the fucking vampire's voice.
I turned back and saw he was talking to me.
I rubbed my head and said, "Yes, that's fucking obvious. And you were telling me that you wanted to do something about it."
"The wound's too close to her heart. She'll bleed to death before she heals herself," Vincent said. There was no single trace of emotion on his fucking deadpan face.
"I'm not fucking blind, Vincent! I can see what's going on. Tell me something that I don't know, will you?" I snarled at him.
"I can save her." He looked at me and said.
"So do it already!" I shouted.
"No, Lucas. You're not listening to me." Vincent shook his head and said. "I can save her."
I was confused.
What the fuck is he talking about?!
Then, I finally heard Finn's voice -
"He wants to change her into an immortal, you idiot. And he's asking for your permission."