Dante sighed and passed out, blood running from his mouth. His body couldn’t handle him awake and trying to heal. He was hurting himself by just being awake. 

Aura thought then said “no…werewolves run hot thru their blood…come on, we need to get him inside so I can lava his blood”

Bane grunted as Jeb felt his pulse. “I’m still here kid…just too low on blood…too cold…”

Ash smiled tiredly and moved to pick him up, her eyes heavy. “I got you…it’s okay now…”