Sienna’s POV
I tried not to panic as the ambulance raced towards the hospital.
It was impossible.
Kael lay on the stretcher beside me, covered in blood and struggling to breathe. Every cough pulled another frightening sound from his chest, and each time he opened his mouth, I expected to see more blood.
He tried to remain calm.
That was Kael. He could be torn apart and still worry more about frightening me than what was happening to him.
But I knew something was wrong.
This was more than the surface wounds his natural healing could repair. Ace or not, his body had limits. He had fought Viktor for hours, forced a dislocated leg back into place and continued battling with injuries that should have put him on the ground long before the end.
Now his body was paying the price.
I held o
