Chapter 13: Desperate Measures
(Elina's POV)
Troubled by the astronomical cost, I rushed to the hospital. My heart pounded as I rushed through the hospital corridors, weaving past visitors and staff.
My mother’s room was empty.
My chest tightened. “Mom?” I called out, the edge of panic lacing my voice.
The sheets on her bed were crumpled, slightly warm. Her scent still lingered, but something about it was sharper, more chaotic. My wolf perked up, picking up the trail. Without wasting another second, I followed.
Up. It was leading me up.
The stairs to the roof seemed endless, each step wrought with a mixture of fear and desperation. When I pushed through the creaking rooftop access door, the cold air hit me like a slap.
And there she was.
Eleanor Rivers, my mother, stood a
