He was anxious, his hands shaking while his eyes traveled between Xan and the unconscious werewolf that was laid on the floor. His fingertips touched Xan's tender flesh, the blood dumping his hand as he moved deeper into his body, carefully grasping his flesh in a very gruesome search of that one piece of wood. Lun could feel his heartbeat, not in the romantic dreamy way, he could feel it, close as his hand got deeper into his chest. The vampire closed his eyes shut, hoping that way he would be able to concentrate better and sighed.
Xan screamed, startling Lun and making him move, his eyes turning round and meeting him.
"Did I…Did I hurt you?" he asked and the crown prince took in a deep breath, his jaw clenched as he shook his head negatively. Telling him that it hurt would simply make him worry even more anyways. "Then why did you scream?"