After the collection resumed, I fixed my eyes on the scale.[148 mL] [173 mL] [201 mL]Blood traveled through the transparent tube in a steady dark ribbon. With every milliliter, the cold inside me deepened.Tessa pressed a rubber ball into my palm."Squeeze and release. Keep the flow moving."I obeyed until my fingers went numb. Soon I could no longer tell whether I was still holding the ball."Her lips are turning white," a volunteer said."She has pale coloring.""Her wolf scent is fading."That made Tessa pause. Wolves could disguise fear, pain, even illness, but our scent changed when our inner wolf weakened. Mine had once smelled faintly of pine smoke after rain. Now there was almost nothing.Tessa leaned over me."Lyra, can you hear me?"I blinked once."Good. Conscious and responsive. We can continue."She pulled the privacy curtain farther around us, hiding me from the volunteer's view.I tried to reach my wolf. In danger she usually paced beneath my skin, filling my mind with
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