Bruce sighed, as peter took a look at his neck. He didn't flinch when he started to clean out the wound itself, a low growl came from him when peter was digging out the shards of silver that broke off during the struggle and imbedded into his skin. He didn't struggle, though it hurt like hell to him. He had to turn and more shards of silver were in the back of his neck than the front. Peter had to get Hank to make Bruce hold still, he still struggled under the hold though.

Max got up and walked over to him holding his hand while they got the shards out. Once he was turned she laid her hand on his head. The silver collar hadn't been strong to have put so many shards in his neck. She knew how painful it was at the moment.

Bruce shut his eyes tight, his body still struggling. Till he felt Max's hand on his head, he was still shaking as the shards were getting taken out, but he wasn't struggling as bad as he was anymore. His body was just shaking, from the pain that was going through him. It felt like they dumped liquid hot metal onto his neck then let it cool, and now was ripping it off slowly.

Max petted his head softly to keep him calm. She transfered some of his pain to herself. It hurt but she bared it for the moment till they could get the pieces out. If he started to pass out it wouldn't be good. So she wanted to help him stay conious.

Bruce let out a sigh of relief, for a few minutes the other shards came out. Once that was done they put bandages around his neck to keep him from bleeding. It stung, but he could deal with that. thanks for that max I really needed that relief from the pain for a few minutes in order to get through that fully.

But of course, what kind of mate woukd I be if I didn't help you? Max said and smiled a little as the pain stopped on her head aswell. The wound on his neck would take quite a while to heal but it was one of costs of thus war. No one was without some kind of pain. That's the one thing that made her want run away. Trying to avoid pain and loss.

Bruce nodded to that, he got to his knees once peter said it was alright to move again. He kissed her, allowing one of his hands to trail up her back and up into her hair. He wouldn't and he meant this he wouldn't lose her in this war and nobody else in this pack either.

Max wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply before pulling away for air. She took ragged breaths for multiple reasons. One was surprisingly anger, the same anger that had been in her eyes when she had lost control and that was now surging through her again. She wanted this damn war to be over, she was sick of seeing the one she loved in life threatening situations, she also hated seeing everyone injured or even killed. Max let out a low growl as she looked down. There was one thing in the back of her mind that bothered her though. It was of what had happened today with the massacre of the people she killed, mainly the vampires. For some reason when she lost control attacking the vampires seemed to be better then attacking the humans, it was mostly because of how their blood tasted. She`d never experienced that before having never had attacked a vampire to that point.

Bruce saw the anger, "hey calm down we'll get through this or is it the masscre bothering you?" He sighed when he said it, "max let me tell you something now." He let out a breath, "us lycans and vampires were created by two demons going at war with each oter we were made by one demon vamps were made by the other. That's why we don't get along we were made to kill each other not to get along and fight as one." He lifte her face up to his, "that's why we aren't really bothered killing the vamps because we were made to kill them as they were us. Let me get this clear to you now yes the first Lycan and vampires were made by demons but we were still mortal at the time before we allied with the gods and fought in the war they had started we were made immortal by then the demons that created us left us with human emotions and all of that so we knew what love was and happieness we revolted against the demon that had created us and ran to the surface that was before we allied ourselves with the gods and helped them with there war." He looked into her eyes, he laughed a little. "I guess I just gave you the whole history lesson about us lycans."

Max looked him in the eyes and smiled a bit at the joke of a history lesson. "Their blood tasted good though. It wasn`t like killing them was the thing I wanted. My thoughts from when I lost control are clearer now. I physically craved to kill them all because of how their blood smelled." She admitted and sighed, "I`m sick of this damn war. All I want is for it be over so we can all finally live in peace and we can start living together normally. Not with all this pain and suffering into the mix. Not with all of us having to call on the pack bond or our mate`s in order to stay alive when we`re on the edge of death. I always tell you how it`s going to be okay but I`m just as done as you are, as all of us are."

Bruce sighed to that, "I know that max I know we'll try to end this war as fast as we can max were trying our hardest. Plus the only reason we crave the others blood is because the demon made us out of there blood to them we taste good they crave for our blood while they crave ours to them were a treat if they can get us to stay still and to us there another piece of prey if we can kill them."

"Why am I just hearing all of this stuff now?" Max said sighing, not meaning the statement as an actual question. She was tired from everything today. Everyday it seemed was another long day with sleep being one of the only things she craved most. She hugged him closing her eyes and taking a deep breath taking in his scent that she`d grown to love.

Bruce put his arms around her, he let out a sigh. "You never asked that's why I never brought it up really thought that the vamps would be good to there word guess not." He breathed in her scent, he loved that just breathing her in could make his day any day even if he was having a bad day.

Can we go up to our room. I really don`t want to have a mental break down down here where everyone can watch me. Max thought to him. Her emotions were all over the place. One minute she was feeling anger and the next all she wanted to do was cry. All the stress was finally getting to her like it usually did every couple months since this war started. She always wondered how Brian had even been changed into a vampire and how he`d gotten into his stupid head to lead to the world`s destruction with a smiple video of both their kinds.

Bruce nodded to that, yah we can max with that he lead both of them back to their room. He closed the door behind him, he sat on the edge of the bed. Taking off his boots, he slowly eased out of his jacket. He didn't want to move his neck much because he knew if he did pain would shoot up it. He eased himself out of his shirt, he moved his neck slightly he flinched a little before I ally getting out of the shirt.

Max walked over to where she left his shirt and took off her shirt and pants before changing back into it and getting into bed under the covers. Her body was protesting against her when she`d changed. The wounds from the bullets were going to become scars no doubt about it. The bullets had ten times the effect on her that other weapons had. She was happy they hadn`t started using daggers or anything extreme yet. Max curled into the blankets resting her head on one of the pillows.

Bruce smiled a little, seeing max curl up in his shirt. Man he wasn't even used to the sight yet, though he had seen her do it a lot over the years. He took off his belt, before climbing under the blankets after her. He put his arm around her waist, his mind just wanted to be sure she was right beside him while he was asleep though he didn't want to sleep not yet.

Max snuggled up next to him once he was laying down. "I don`t understand how you sleep in your jeans. It would drive me crazy to do something like that." She said resting her head on his chest before taking a deep breath. "Plus you are such a man, don`t think I don`t see you looking at me whenever I wear your shirt. It seems like a lot of guys like that even though I don`t know why." Max said in a teasing manner being able to read him like a book by now.

Bruce chuckled at that, "seeing you in my shirt warms my heart like it would do for any other man on this planet to see the one they love in there shirt max. Plus I kinda slept in my jeans all of my life, so I'm a bit used to it." He buried his face in her hair breathing her in just before pulling back.

Max lifted her head to look at him and smirked. "I can see the human side of that. One thing all men have in common I guess." She kissed him before laying her head down on his chest again. "I love you," she said softly closing her eyes. She wasn`t going to sleep but she felt really happy and calm right now and she wasn`t going to let that be taken away from her at the moment.