Rowan watched the exchange with a mixture of emotions. There was something about the way Amara spoke to Vaughn, the fierce protectiveness in her voice, that stirred something deep within him. He had always known she was strong, but seeing her like this, he felt calm.
The room was silent except for the sound of their breathing. Amara worked quickly, binding the wound as best as she could with the limited resources they had. Rowan gritted his teeth, enduring the pain in silence, but his eyes never left Amara’s face.
There was something he wanted to say, something that had been on the tip of his tongue since the moment he’d thrown himself in front of that bullet. But now wasn’t the time.
Once she was done, Amara leaned back, exhaling slowly. "We need to get you to a hospital," she said, b
