What the he ll?

Leah pitches sideways onto the floor and convulses.

She gags and coughs again and more blood splatters the ground.

This isn’t panic or even some manic episode. This is more than grief.

Something is very wrong.

I jam my phone and keys into my pocket and sweep Leah up into my arms. I don’t bother with shoes or locking the door. I barrel out of the little cabin and start the hike up the incline, running as much as I can and only slowing so I don’t jostle her too hard or let her fall.

She’s wheezing and she doesn’t smell right.

body is cold and light and she groans with every little

movement.

think she might

at the sight of a

my own meltdown once and the rage I unleashed…it definitely played a part

knew the

many

She wails and twitches then goes lifeless in my arms. I lift her body to my ear and press her

howls in

own heart is

me so her face is close to mine. “Leah!”

doesn’t move, doesn’t respond.

lunge the last forty feet up the mountain and debate whether to put her down and begin CPR or to

a wolf where I can command her wolf

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