The maid turned white with fear,her chest rising and dropping quickly as she stared at Damon's unconscious from sprawled on the bed. She bit her lips tightly,her hands trembling still holding on tight to the heavy stick she used to strike him. Plenty of thoughts crossed her mind. She knew that she was going to be dead meat if words went out that she strikes her alpha.
"I-I am s-sorry… I didn't hit him that hard… I…I don't know what happened, I swear" She stuttered,her eyes moving between Lyla and Damon. Her voice filled with disbelief. "He's not supposed to collapse… I didn't think it through"
