Since learning she had a healing ability, she'd never really had to use it. All of Kira's injuries had been pretty minor, or nothing at all compared to some of the others. Minor, or nothing but in her head. Maybe she'd been lucky. She'd been so close to escaping, but he got the best of her. She couldn't be surprised, he was old, powerful and had a lot of experience.
Kira bit back a scream, because she would not give it that satisfaction, even if it was gone. Her arm dropped to her side and she let out a small whimper of pain. She would heal. She knew it would. She'd just never gone through it, and she hoped for whatever reason it didn't not kick in soon.
It was gone, she was sure of it. The sound of Scott's nails had her look up again. She wiped away the tears in her eyes with her sleeve, and turned to the boy she cared for, who didn't even know her. "Scott." she said carefully, not moving any closer. If she was getting attacked again, she wanted at least some distance between them. "Scott, look at me." what had he done in the past to focus his wolf? "You need to stay with me, Scott. We can't help Stiles without you."