Oren jerked to his feet and started out the door after him. Katelina clutched her bleeding throat and whimpered. At the sound, the lion-maned vampire stopped and turned to her. She stared back with terrified eyes. She could almost feel Oren's indecision as he weighed which was more important. With an aggravated snarl, he released the door and closed the distance between them.
"Are you all right?"
She wanted to shout, "I'm bleeding, you i***t!" but she couldn't find her voice, so she shook her head no.
Oren knelt and reached for her. She flinched away. "Would you hold still? I need to see how bad it is!"
She lowered her hand slowly, and tried not to move while he leaned close and examined the wound. Her stomach twisted and her head felt strangely light, though whether from shock or he
