Zack
"I'm very sorry. If there is anything else you have questions about, please don't hesitate to ask." The doctor said, handing a clipboard to Lorraine's mother.
She took it with shaky hands, tears streaming down her face. Her mate was in Lorraine's room, rubbing her hand, looking equally distraught.
"Hey, what's going on?" Owen asked, approaching her.
"The doctors...they said it's been two weeks with no signs of any improvement." She said, showing him the clipboard.
At the top it read 'DNR'.
"DNR?" I frowned. "Like, do not resuscitate?"
She nodded. "Along with half a dozen other end of life consent forms. They said most wolves who are on life support after two weeks... they never recover. I knew this was coming, but I didn't expect it so soon."
"No, we can't give up on her
