Claude's heart was pounding a million miles per hour, nearly about to give out. His organs were on their last legs as it was, and now he was bleeding out and so far beyond exhausted that any human would have died. Claude used his strength to push himself up and wrap Stella in a hug. He embraced her tightly, his warmth gushing out and surrounding her. She could feel his heart beating Â and the low, submissive moan from his inner beast, bowing down to her. "S-Stella . . . I'm so sorry . . . I . . . I want to make you happy . . . I want to be better for you . . . But I'm so scared to hurt you . . ." Claude was slipping in and out of consciousness, but he needed her to know "I . . . Lo . . ." but Claude couldn't stay awake, he passed out and started falling backwards