Bound By Broken Promises
She moved to kneel beside Sebastian, ignoring his suspicious glare, and placed her hand on his chest.
"What are you doing?" he snarled.
"Checking your heartbeat." Her voice was calm, clinical. Through the bond, I felt her hunter's instincts taking over, analyzing the situation from every angle. "You're dying, Sebastian. Internal bleeding, probably punctured lung from the fight. You've got maybe twenty minutes before you bleed out."
His eyes widened slightly, her confirmation she was right.