Slowly his teeth stopped, when Kyle saw her burn her hand. He ripped off a piece of his shirt, he stuck it out in the rain getting it wet. Kyle gently took her burned hand in his, he wrapped the wet piece of cloth around her hand. He tied it off, Kyle zipped up his jacket, slowly he was starting to get the feeling back into his hands. He remembered his father, a slight shiver went through him when his dad came into his mind. He also remembered some of the pack, that was nice to him, but would still give him the punishments when his father told them to.