Ryan’s POV
I didn't move, even with her teeth still in my arm and blood soaking through my sleeve. It felt like the wound belonged to someone else.
I just looked down at the small, frightened creature in my arms, fighting to protect herself, and something that I couldn't even name stirred in me.
"Drive to the hospital. Keep going," I said, then rested my free hand on her shaking back, trying to offer some comfort without words.
Finally, as the car pulled into the hospital's emergency building, her jaw went slack. All the strength drained out of her at once, and she fell back against the seat, sliding into a deep sleep once more.
I looked at the deep bite mark on my arm, the skin torn down to the bone, and my eyes went dark.
I wrapped her in the coat that had been over her earlier, li
