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It was a small cut, a tiny gash, three crimsoning line marring the soft flesh of her cheek, but it was more then enough for the man hidden within the beast to weep. He had harmed the only one to show him compassion, the only one who had seen him as more then a beast.

Lise reached over, her small hand resting on his hand. "Luke," she murmured sofly. "I'm all right," she said. She knew it hadn't been his fault - wrong place, wrong time on her end. "I'm all right. Besides," she added lightly, "the scar adds character."

Luke blinked his eyes that were slowly returning to their golden lupine nature as he slowly regained control of his curse. He was silent for a long moment before pulling her close to him. He trembled as he held her.

Lise said nothing, just let him hold her. Silently, she made a vow that she would hunt down that cure and free him. She gently stroked his hair and smiled up at him. "Well, I suppose now would be a good time to say that I booked us tickets to the States," she said softly. "I heard there's a doctor that might be able to help. A Doctor Reed Crawley."