~ SASHA ~
Sasha realized over two-hundred pounds of muscular male was tumbling for the forest floor just a split second before he whispered her name and his shoulder landed on hers.
Sasha cried out, bracing, trying to catch him, but only succeeding in slowing his progress to the dirt.
He grunted when he landed on his sore side, his breath stopping completely and eyes going wide.
Zev immediately rolled onto all fours, and started to push himself up, but Sasha caught his shoulder. "NO! No, Zev, if you fall again… You need to stay down. I might not catch you. You might get hurt more. Please… please…"
He groaned, but didn't answer her, except to drop his shoulder and roll onto his good side, eyes screwed tightly closed and lips tight and white.
His breathing was tight and shallow, and that worried her even more than the heat rippling off his skin. While he lay there, she tore his fur jacket open, exposing his body to the cold air.
