Talon gently guided Diana back into the chair she had just tried to stand from, keeping one steady hand around her waist until he was certain she was sitting comfortably. His worry had only grown since she nearly collapsed moments earlier.
For the past several minutes, he had done everything he could think of to convince her to go to the pack hospital.
He had reasoned with her. He had argued with her. He had practically begged her. He had even resorted to pleading. Every suggestion ended the same way. His Luna simply smiled at him and stubbornly refused.
"Diana, please," Talon tried once more as he knelt beside her chair, taking both of her hands into his. "You almost fainted. That isn't something we should ignore."
"I'm fine."
"No, you're not."
"I am."
"You almost fell."
"I didn't
