Khai's pov
I was on my knees before Leo had fully stopped moving.
He had gone down hard, and I caught him before his head hit the ground and the moment my hands found him, the smell of blood hit me fully, and it was serious, the kind of blood loss that had a timeline attached to it and the timeline was not generous.
I pressed both hands over the wound on his chest where the bleeding was coming from fastest and felt the warmth of it move through my fingers and pushed harder.
"Talk to me." I kept my voice level even though everything inside me was moving fast. "Leo, look at me. What happened? Tell me what is going on."
His eyes found mine, and they were fighting to stay focused, the particular struggle of someone whose body was pulling them in one direction and whose will was pulling th
