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

movement.

think she might be delirious.

into shock. Women would go catatonic at the sight of a dead son or husband. And our warriors coming back, they would lose their minds when their loved ones were

the rage I unleashed…it definitely played a

the whole truth…

she knew the many ways

her body to my ear and press her

wolf howls in

own heart is racing.

her against me so her face is close

doesn’t move, doesn’t

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

I can command her wolf to rise.

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