LOGINSerena
Dr. Maren's office is dim. She has turned off the overhead light and left only the desk lamp burning, which is somehow more frightening than the fluorescent glare in the hallway.
"Sit, please."
I sit. My knees are still shaking from the run, and I press both palms flat against them to make them stop.
"First, she's fine." Dr. Maren says it before I can open my mouth. "I know the nurse made it sound urgent, and I'm sorry for that. I wanted you here while the r
SerenaDr. Maren's office is dim. She has turned off the overhead light and left only the desk lamp burning, which is somehow more frightening than the fluorescent glare in the hallway."Sit, please."I sit. My knees are still shaking from the run, and I press both palms flat against them to make them stop."First, she's fine." Dr. Maren says it before I can open my mouth. "I know the nurse made it sound urgent, and I'm sorry for that. I wanted you here while the results were fresh, but there's no emergency."The breath leaves me so fast it hurts. "You scared me.""I know. I should have told her to phrase it differently." She almost smiles. "Let me explain what we found."She turns her monitor so I can see it. Lines and columns. A graph that rises and falls in jagged waves, like a mountain range drawn by a nervous child."We've ruled out the common causes. Viral infections, bacterial infections, the usual childhood illnesses. H
KaelThe vending machine hums in the corner. I've been looking at it for ten minutes.There's no reason for me to be here. I brought her to the door. She thanked me, stiffly, and left. My Gamma has an inspection to run and a broken barrier to explain, and the driver is idling outside with the engine on.I stay in the chair anyway.My phone buzzes against my knee."Alpha." My Gamma sounds tired. Rain drums behind his voice. "The road team has cleared the crossing for foot traffic. They're saying the damage was recent but not yet traced. They've closed it for the night, and the inspection resumes tomorrow morning.""Who's on the cameras?""Three men, and they've been told to say nothing." He pauses. "Are you coming back?""No.""Alpha—""You have the authority. Make the calls you need to. Send me the reports tonight.""And Blackthorn? The council expects you by evening.""The council can wait a d
SerenaMy hands won't hold still.I dial Dr. Maren's number and miss the first digit. I try again. It rings once."Ms. Vogan." Her voice is calm. It's the calm of someone who has said these words to a lot of frightened parents. "Marlowe is stable. I want you to hear that first.""Stable." My voice cracks on the word. "The message said her fever was over 104.""It peaked and came down. She's awake, she's drinking water, and her heart rate is steady. But it's another episode we can't explain, and I'd like you here for the next examination.""I'm coming. I'm forty minutes up a mountain, but I'm coming.""As quickly as you can. We'll be with her until you arrive."I hang up and stare at the screen. *Forty minutes. Closed road. My car's dead in a freight yard.*I dial the driver. It goes to voicemail. I try Marcus, and the call drops before it rings. I try again, and the line crackles and gives me nothing."The crossin
SerenaThe shelter is smaller on the inside.One bench. One table pushed against the wall. A single bulb hangs from the ceiling, buzzing like it resents us. Rain hammers the tin roof so hard I can barely hear my own breathing.Kael shuts the door behind him and the sound drops to a roar.He doesn't mention what he called me out there. I don't either. I take the end of the bench farthest from the door and pull out my phone, because it's the only thing in this room that feels like mine.*One signal bar. Come on.*"Marcus." I press it to my ear the second it connects. "Tell me where you are.""Halfway down the mountain. We got the radio call about the barrier." His voice crackles. "Are you okay? Is he behaving?""Everyone's fine. How long until the road team clears the crossing?""They're saying five hours.""Of course they are." I rub my forehead. "Pull the loading bay crew back to the station and keep them out of t
SerenaThe Ashgate freight yard smells like diesel, wet gravel, and bad decisions."Eight trucks in the queue," Marcus says, reading from his tablet as we cross the lot. "Two with Blackthorn plates, three with ours, three human contractors who look like they'd rather be anywhere else.""They'll fit right in.""I brought coffee." He lifts a cardboard tray. "For emergencies.""Is this an emergency?""It will be."My technical team trails behind us in matching gray jackets, carrying clipboards and measuring wheels. I've told all four of them the same thing. Stay close, stay professional, and if the Alpha asks anything that isn't about freight, you've never heard of me.*Business only. Three hours, maybe four. Then I go home to my daughter.*A black SUV rolls through the gate. Another follows. Kael steps out of the first one, in dark work clothes this time, no suit, sleeves pushed to his forearms. His Gamma climbs out behind
SerenaDr. Maren doesn't start with the results. She starts with a cup of tea."You look like you haven't sat down since Tuesday," she says, sliding it across the desk."It's Friday.""Then it's been a long week."I wrap both hands around the cup. It's too hot to drink. I hold it anyway.Marlowe is down the hall in the observation room, hooked up to a monitor and bribed into stillness with a tablet and a promise of star crackers. She was discharged two days ago. This morning I brought her back for scans, and I haven't breathed properly since the technician said *the doctor will want to talk to you.*"I'll be direct," Dr. Maren says. She opens a folder, then closes it, as though she's decided she doesn't need it. "We still can't classify what's happening. The scans show her wolf is further along than it should be for a five-year-old. The fevers seem to follow it. Every time her wolf pushes forward, her body overheats.""Pushes f







