Lysander continued to kiss her, practically showering her with his love.
Laura-Beth finally started to calm down, now only fussing lightly.
There was cuts over Betty's cheek
He gently ran his thumb over the cuts before lightly kissing them. ”Are you alright?” he whispered.
She nodded Gently
He sighed in relief and kissed her again. ”I’m sorry.”
She shook her head
He raised a brow and hummed softly, wondering why she shook her head. ”What’s wrong?”
She looked up at him her eyes black
”Betty?” he asked gently, still not used to seeing her eyes dark like this.
" thier here" tyler said
Lysander’s eyes flashed red briefly when Tyler warned them. He carefully picked up Betty and took her to the living room, gently laying her down on the couch.
" you have to let me fight" she said
He kissed her forehead. ”I don't want you to fight. Not after what just happened in the kitchen.” he told her gently.
" I'm fine" she growled " that's what happens when I get scared" she said
”And before?” he pressed gently. ”When Alec attacked you? You lost a lot of blood.”
" she's right our only chance is with Betty" tyler said
”Why? Why does it have to be her?” he asked. ”I can fight.”
" we all have to fight if we wanna win" tyler said
He sighed and nodded softly. ”Alright. But who's going to watch Laura-Beth?”
"Asher" tyler said
”Is he old enough?” he asked, raising a brow slightly.
" we're gonna lock them in our room" Betty said " I'll use my powers to keep an eye on them"
”If you're sure they'll be safe…” he agreed hesitantly.
" if I see anything I'll send someone in$ she said" unless you wanna stay with them" she said
He looked at Betty. ”If you have to fight, then I will be fighting with you.” he promised her.
Betty smiled and kissed him gently when there was a wind meaning a spirt was in the house and Betty held her arms out for Laurabeth to Henry
Henry gently handed Laura-Beth to her mother before standing defensively near them.
Marie was ”standing” in the middle of the room, glaring at everyone.
Betty held Laurabeth to her chest hiding her from Marie
Lysander was standing in front of Betty, hiding both his wife and daughter from the intruder. ”How did you get back?” he asked coldly.
”Wouldn’t you like to know, mon amour.” she giggled coldly.
”It doesn't matter anyway.” Henry growled. ”I can still get rid of her like I did before.”
" she'll keep coming back" tyler said