The blood you bleed Is just the blood you owe

Suddenly she was manhandled roughly and held tightly pressed against his chest, the bandage ripped off before any real damage from the fire could be done. Her breath caught in her throat, hardly feeling the sudden pain of it being moved. Too scared to move, her breath held in her throat. She could feel his chest rise and fall as he took in her scent. She swallowed as they stood for a moment and let her breathing go only for it to rush back in with a hitching haste. He whispered her name in her ear, in a way that caught her off guard.
She glanced down at the wound, probably the first time she really looked at it.
"Yes..." She whispered back, her other paw coming to grasp his arm that held her close. He must be so frustrated with her. He had only wanted to celebrate his challenge and she had goaded him to breaking her leg after a little something to drink.

"speech"