"... this is... trouble..."

"... calm... we won't..."

"... I can't...! She..."

She could only make out bits and pieces of the panic going on above her. It was god awfully irritating her eardrums and she wanted it to stop so badly. However, she couldn't find the strength to tell her companions to shut up. Not when she was in so much pain. Pain, pain, so much pain. She withered there in the leaves, arms hugged to her head. Her eyelids were clenched shut and only black was the color she made out. Even so, she just knows that Jordan is the one going insane. His brows drawn down to his eyes and no doubt he's biting at his nails. Of course, Elowen is the one to tell him to chill out, she knows it.

He was also the 'rational one', despite any situation.

Rational or not, he can't make this pain go away with a snap of his fingers.

"We... we shouldn't have left her alone! Alpha is going to kill us!"

"She won't do that."

"This is her daughter! She will definitely have our asses!"

"Well, freaking out like this will not help the situation, Jordan!"

She finally conjures enough tolerance to speak and sit up, grabbing onto one of their pants leg. "Quiet... please..." she croaks out. A hand is gently placed on her back and another takes a comforting grip to her left hand. The pain is still there, but for now it's subsiding. "Just stop screaming over my damn head."

"Sorry about that, Bonnie. Mind telling us what happened to you? We leave you alone for one minute. One minute and you were squirming in the dirt in pain. I mean, I don't blame you. You look like you got injured pretty bad."

Bonnie's eyes focus enough to look at her companion, confusion filtered in her deep browns. "I... I did?"

Jordan speaks up this time, squatting down on her left. "Bon, you don't feel that?"

She turns to inspect whatever he's referring to. She feels entirely lost seeing a huge reddened scratch on the left side of her abdomen. Some blood stains her brown skin, a bit of dried already. She had no clue about it just seconds ago, not sure where or how she could have possibly gotten the scratch. It's crazy. It stings now, but before she didn't feel it. She had been only at the mercy at the ringing in her ears, the tightening in her chest and endless pinching at her skin. This scratch was mediocre compared to all that.

"I do now." she states, lightly poking at the cut. Elowen was quick to smack her hand away.

"Don't do that, you nut. We need to get you to the clinic and get that disinfected."

She doesn't argue. She doesn't see the point to when Elowen was right. Bonnie is still unclear about what happened and how long she was in pain for. Werewolf or not, Bonnie still had a body capable of getting sicknesses and injuries. Case and point. What or whoever gave her this gash could be something stronger than her. Might have been able to poison her! There was also dirt and fungi to consider. She was vulnerable out here. Surely she was already at risk.

Her mother wouldn't like that.

"Hey, think you can get me to the doctor without Ma knowing about this?"

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Despite their best efforts and praying, the Alpha did find out. She had been passing through the halls of the estate when she saw Elowen carrying Bonnie to the infirmary. She had quickly demanded what happened to her daughter, chewing out the boys and Bonnie for being careless.

Right now, she stood fuming on the bench that the doctor suggested she sat on as she cleaned and wrapped up Bonnie's gash. The younger werewolf stared back at the more golden-browns her mother narrowed at her. It was one of those worried, yet angry as hell glares Bonnie knew. What's worse that for the past ten minutes, the Alpha had yet uttered a word. She just huffed through her nostrils, tapping her heel against the cold tiled floor.

Bonnie was just waiting for her mother to blow up.

"Give me one good reason as to why I shouldn't be mad as hell, Bonnie. One good reason."

She gulped. Oh, she's on thin ice. Very thin ice.

"Um... because I wasn't killed?" Wrong answer.

"I'm not joking with you, young lady! I told you call that today isn't the day to be going out in the forest and I'd be damned you and those boys disobeyed. Something worse could have happened to you!"

"Alpha, I know you're worried for the young miss, but stop screaming in my clinic." the doctor requests as she finished patching the bandage on Bonnie's side. "Your shouts are echoing."

The Alpha sighs, dialing it back. "I apologize for that." She glares back at Bonnie. "Back to you. I'm relieved you didn't get worse injuries or killed, but Bonnie, I had no idea where you went."

"Ma, I promise that the boys and I weren't going to stray far from the estate. We were only getting some fresh air because our wolves were feeling a little suffocated. I didn't mean to worry you. I'm sorry though. I should have listened to you or at least came to you first."

The tension shimmers down just a little. Only a little. The doctor feels the awkward tension and decides to walk out a bit to give them some time.

Once the door closes, the Alpha closes the distance between them and hugs the younger werewolf. She snuggles into her crown of curls, taking the calm and flowery scent of her daughter. She's more thankful that her daughter was still here than angry at her disobeying her. By the great Wolf Goddess, one of those maniacs could have snatched her away.

"What maniacs?"

Bonnie looks up at her mother they part back from each other. There's confusion written all over her face for the second time today and this time it's because of what her mother said.

"Bonnie, what?"

"Maniacs. You mentioned something about some maniacs could have snatched me up."

The Alpha takes the turn to look like a lost child. "Sweetie, I never said that aloud. I thought that."

Bonnie tilts her head. "Are you sure?"

"I'm positive."

'What happened to my daughter? Just want did she get into?'

"Your guess is as good as mine, Ma."

It took some beats, but the two then realized that Bonnie gave a verbal response to a thought she shouldn't been able to hear. The realization had caused both of them to scream, leading the doctor back into the room to give them both a scolding. The commotion only got worse when there was a sudden burst of violet light and the doctor's furniture began to fly around the room.