Claude heard Stella crash to the floor and dropped Tom on the balcony and rushed to her. In less than a blink he had scooped her up in his arms. That was when he noticed the blood coming from her side. Claude was fumbling with words as he cradled her and ripped away his bloody shirt to bandage her up. Some of his wolf blood was in her wound as he applied pressure to try and stop the bleeding. "no no no no no no, Stella, stay with me, stay awake. Please wake up, please wake up". His mind was going blank as he was panic stricken trying to keep her alive. Tears welled up in his eyes and his chest was tight. He couldn't lose her, not a chance, he couldn't live without her anymore. His heart was pounding a million miles an hour as he kept her body pressed close to him, his hand holding the make shift bandage to her side. A lonesome howl burst from him as he threw his head back.