Minutes later, the door to the trauma room swung open. Will, dressed in tattered clothes and smelling of rot and sweat, was brought in. Spotting him, Wynne went up and grabbed him by the collar. “Will, what’s going on with Odette’s prenatal checkup results? “Why did her blood carry toxins? Why was her wolf injured?”Stumbling from the violent pull, Will looked past Wynne’s shoulder to my sad, lifeless body. His eyes flickered with shock and grief. He looked away and smiled at Wynne. “You should be asking yourself that, Dr. Carter.“Ms. Carter’s wolf was wracked with pain, but you, as her mother, had no idea?“Surely, you didn’t cut off your mind link?” Wynne shuddered. It all came back to her. Last month, when I applied to purchase some prenatal supplements, Wynne accused me of adding to Lena’s workload unnecessarily and cut off our mind link.As Wynne turned white, Will’s smirk deepened. “Perhaps Ms. Carter had seen through your hypocrisy and favoritism, so s
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