Kade~
So much blood.
It soaked through his shirt, dripped between his fingers, left a trail of dark spots across my floor.
"Daniel—"
He took another step forward, his legs trembling with the effort. His face was gray, slick with sweat despite the cool night air. His breathing came in short, labored gasps.
"Kade," he managed, his voice barely above a whisper.
A torrent of crimson that flooded down his abdomen, soaking his pants, pooling on my office floor.
I was moving before I consciously decided to.
"GUARDS,GET THE PACK PHYSICIAN! NOW!"
Daniel's legs gave out beneath him.
I caught him before he could hit the floor, my hands automatically going to the wound. Hot blood pulsed against my palms,bleeding, deep and catastrophic.
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.
"Easy," I said, lowering him to the ground as carefully as I could. "I've got you. You're going to be fine."
It was a lie.
We both knew it was a lie.
