Two babies cried in the golden light. One sound pure as crystal. The other having an edge that made everyone's skin crawl. Elara fell back against the cave wall, pale and exhausted.
Blood pooled beneath her, far too much blood. "She's hemorrhaging," Luna Evelyn said sharply. "The twin birth was too much for her body."
Tobias pressed cloths against the bleeding, but they soaked through quickly. "I need medical goods. Real ones. Not cave cures."
"The pack hospital is twenty minutes away," Kael said, ice already building under his feet to carry her. "She doesn't have twenty minutes," Luna Evelyn answered grimly. Darian's shadows writhed as fear set in.
"There has to be something we can do." "There is." The original Alpha's words cut through their desperation. "But you won't like the price."
