CHASE
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Nurses kept moving in quiet intervals throughout the night, checking monitors and logging vital signs. My muscles burned with exhaustion as I sat in a rigid plastic chair beside the hospital bed. Ashley slept through the constant activity, her face pale against the white pillows.
A few feet away, my newborn son rested in a clear plastic bassinet.
But still, a sigh left me, I felt off…
My mind kept looping back to the delivery room. The moment I held the infant had sparked a terrifying realization, a biological void where my inner wolf should have recognized its own blood. Rational logic fought to suppress my rising panic as I stared at the sleeping child.
Our borders were decaying under a dark, unnatural blight. Feral magic poisoned our soil and infected our
