The Summer Moon
Chapter 64 -

Malia

"Ty, Ty, Ty" I repeated his name over and over again as he eyes squeeze shut in pain. I jumped up and grabbed a sweater from my closet then pressed it to his wound, trying to stop the steady stream of blood.

"What the hell happened!" Liam suddenly shouted bursting into the room. My mother jumped back against the wall, realizing he was now blocking her exit. Liam's eyes went wide as they landed on Ty then flickered back over to the blood staining my mothers hand. He lunged instantly, wrapping his arms around her and holding her back, not that she was giving much of a fight. She seemed to be in total shock.

"Took you long enough," Ty mumbled to Liam. Ty's eyes finally opened revealing a pale blue that sent a chill down my spine. His hand came up to brush my hair away from face. "Are you okay?"

"Am I okay?" I practically shouted back to him. "My mother stabbed you, I just care that you're okay."

"I'll be fine, it'll heal," he reassured me and I felt myself settle a little.

"What do you want me to do with crazy pants?" Liam asked, now sitting my mother in a chair, holding his hands on her shoulders. I looked over at my mom, her eyes were locked on mine but I couldn't bare the sight of her. I felt like I hardly knew this woman in front of me. Ty hadn't done anything wrong, how could she have hurt him? I turned back to Ty waiting for his answer, but he was already looking at me as if I would know what to do.

When I didn't reply, Ty looked back up to Liam, "Tie her to a chair in the dining room for now, until I get a better idea. And keep an eye on her." He brought his foot up in front of him, getting ready to stand. I quickly stood beside him and wrapped my arm under his shoulders preparing to help him.

"Are you okay to stand? Liam, can you help me get him over to my bed?" I asked but Ty shook his head.

"I'm fine, I can get there," then he slowly pushed up to his feet, groaning quietly as he straightened out. Liam took my mother's arm and led her out of the room, leaving Ty and I alone.

"You're not fine," I clutched his side but he started to move forwards anyways. Step by step he slowly came to the side of my bed and sat down.

"You might want to get a towel or something so i don't get blood on your bedding," Ty mumbled, his hands clutched the edge of the bed. I could tell he was still in a lot of pain but trying to hide it.

“I don't care about the stupid bedding Ty, I care about you. What can I do?" I pleaded with him and his eyes met mine again with a smile this time.

"I love you, will you just lay with me for a while?" He mumbled, laying back on the bed. I curled up against his side, still pressing my hand against the wound but the bleeding seemed to be slowing down. I put on a movie and Ty drifted to sleep. I brushed his hair off of his face and gently pressed my lips against his forehead.

"I love you too," I whispered to him, then let my head rest on his shoulder. I listened to his heart beat slow down and felt my own match up to his. I was so lucky to have him by my side, and I was so grateful he had agreed to come when I called. I was definitely going to need his help getting out of here. I just hoped my mother wasn't going to scare him off. I felt a pit of guilt growing in my stomach, Ty had to put up with a lot with me. It would've been so much easier for him he had just found a mate within his pack.

"What are you thinking about?" Ty mumbled and I quickly moved to look at him, I'd figured he was asleep.

"Nothing," I said but Ty grimaced.

"Malia you're my mate, I can feel how anxious you are right now. Tell me," He grabbed my hand and interlaced his fingers with mine.

"What do you mean you can feel it?" I looked over at him confused.

"Mates can sense each other's emotions, I always know how you're feeling," Ty smirked. I widened my eyes at him but that was actually kind of romantic. Had Ty been able to feel my emotions this whole time? That must've been how he knew I was upset before I even interrupted his meeting the other day, I suddenly realized thinking back to his text asking what was wrong. "How come I can't feel yours?" I wondered out loud.

"Because you're not a wolf yet, but seriously please Lia tell me what's wrong. Why are you so anxious?" His other hand came up to my face, tilting my head so my eyes met his. I bit my lip, unsure of what to say. I hardly wanted Ty to think I was doubting him already. "Okay new deal, I'll tell you everything you want to know - no secrets. But you have to promise me the same. Let me help you with whatever is on your mind right now." My heart melted and I leaned back on his shoulder. He was so sweet. I squeezed his hand, that sounded like a fair deal and truly, since the first night I saw Ty shift, he hadn't kept anything from me. No matter how bad it was, he always tried to give me some answers. "Wouldn't it have just been easier to replace a mate in your pack? You're always getting hurt because of me, and I've caused so much drama for you," I trailed off at the end, unsure of how to continue.

"Lia," Ty sighed, his eyes softening on mine. "Considering I'm currently bleeding all over your bed because your mother stabbed me, it probably would have been easier," he said chuckling a little. "But they wouldn't be you, and I don't want easier, I want you, always. You're everything to me, and moments like this right now when I get to hold you in my arms make all the drama well worth it," he smiled up at me and I felt the tears coming back to my eyes. Yet, this time, they were because I was so happy to call Ty mine. I cuddled back into his side, careful not to touch his wound, and Ty settled once more.

Once I was sure the bleeding had stopped and Ty was fast asleep, I pulled myself up out of the bed and grabbed my bag from the closet. I began tossing in my favourite clothes, books, photos, but there was no way everything was going to fit in this one bag.

"What are you doing?" Ty mumbled, stirring from his sleep. He shifted in the bed to look over to where I stood in front of the closet.

"Um I was just packing," I looked between my dressed in my closet, unsure which to bring and which I could leave behind.

Ty raised his eyebrow at me, "Are we going somewhere?"

"I was actually thinking we could go home," I whispered shyly, playing with the fabric of one of my dresses. When I looked up to meet Ty's eyes they were sparkling back at me.

"With me? In Florida?" He asked, sitting up in the bed. I smiled and nodded my head, I couldn't imagine being anywhere else. Ty suddenly jumped up and I widened my eyes.

"What are you doing? You have to rest," I rushed over to him and his arms wrapped around me. His lips met mine with such passion I began to feel dizzy kissing him back. As we broke away we were both breathing heavy. "Let me help you pack," Ty said as I turned back to my bag.

"No, you need to rest," I told him, gently pushing him back onto the bed.

"Lia, it'll go a lot faster if I help," he started standing up once more and I rushed back to him.

"Tyrese Blackwood lay back down right now!" I instructed him and his eyes lit up as he laughed at me. "I'm being serious! I've watched you almost die twice in the past couple weeks so please, please just let me take care of you today," I pleaded with him. His eyes softened and he pressed his lips gently across my face.

"Lia, I'm going to be okay I'm not going anywhere, you don't need to worry about me. But if it'll make you feel better I'll lay back down," He smiled to me then laid back on the bed and I went back to my packing. "Just pack everything, we can have it mailed to Florida."

"I don't think all this stuff will fit in my room at my dad's" I laughed.

"You can keep some stuff at my house?" Ty offered and I looked up at him surprised but he just smiled back. Ty was always so certain about our relationship, I couldn't help but wonder what would change when we went back to Florida. I was really enjoying spending so much time with him in my final days there, but it never seemed like enough. I always wanted to be with him.

"Okay, do you think we could stop at the mall before heading back? I had promised Alana we could go shopping and catch up, and I'd really love for her to meet you," I asked. It had been so long since I'd seen Alana, I had so much to tell her, life had just been so chaotic the past few weeks.

"Of course, I should get a new shirt anyways, mines a little bloody," Ty laughed and I couldn't help but laugh with him.