Sixty - three

Becca!!” he growled before he started running to the pack house giving me control in the process. I jammed the door opened and saw Becca sitting on the floor with broken glasses in front of her. Her hands were bleeding too.

I ran to her.

“What happened?” I asked, raising her before carrying her in my arm.

“I was going to drink water and the cup fell to the floor.” She explained before looking at the broken pieces.

“I feel different, I broke the vase in the bedroom.” She added. I said nothing but went up knowing what was happening. When I got to her room I places her on the bed before kissing her forehead, sighing at the end.

“I am going to clean the glasses, okay?” I asked and she nodded. A few minutes later, I finished cleaning and went back upstairs to Becca’s room only to find the room empty. I checked the bathroom but she wasn't there.

“Where did she go?” I wondered, walking out of her room and checking the other rooms. In the process of doing this, I checked my pocket but c