Molly
Matt keeps staring at the screen longer than he usually does.
Too long.
His fingers move across the tablet again, scrolling back through the readings as if he’s hoping they’ll change if he checks twice.
My chest tightens.
Charles notices it too.
“What is it?” he asks.
Matt exhales slowly before answering. “Lily’s energy levels dropped again.”
The words land heavily in the room.
Charles straightens immediately. “What?”
Matt turns the tablet slightly toward himself again, studying it carefully.
“Her wolf resonance isn’t increasing,” he continues. “It’s retracting.”
“That’s impossible,” Charles says sharply.
His voice hardens in a way that makes the air feel tighter.
“She was getting better.”
Matt nods once. “Yes. She was.”
“Then what changed?” Charles demands.
His wolf
