*Scott's POV*

"What the hell were you thinking putting yourself out in danger, storm? You would have been killed in that forest." I knew the moment I uttered the words, how ridiculous I sounded. She was capable of taking good care of her self and that just upset me the more. I wasn't even certain why I was so distressed. Maybe it was the smear of blood along her shoulders or the deep cut on her back, or the bruises on her face from the earlier battles. I swore under my breath and rubbed my hand over my face.

Storm smirk at me. "just say thank you and I will...