Vicq stared at Aiden glassily as he pressed a fresh newspaper to his wound. The pain still radiated from her shoulder deeply, and her brain was only on the corner of awareness.
“Alpha,” she mumbled weakly, “Why is your blood turning black?”
He looked up at her, then said, “I told you to call me Aiden.”
Vicq’s eyes felt so heavy, but her Alpha was bleeding out across from her. Vicq lurched upwards and pulled off her tunic, the tight tank top underneath covering her. She sat next to him and wadded up her tunic, pressing the fabric against the wound. Eyes growing even heavier, she fell asleep quickly
i could've gone outside to take a walk, but i know that i wouldn't've come back