(POV: ELORA)"Don't give up on me now, Maya... please," I whispered, stripping off my heavy coat.This worn wool coat was the only thing standing between me and the brutal night wind of Silver Falls. But without a second thought, I draped it over my sister, who lay shivering violently on the ICU bed.The small room reeked of harsh antiseptic, the air thick and suffocating.On the bed, Maya lay limp, her face as pale as paper. Frightening black veins spiderwebbed faintly along her neck.A rare wolf blood disorder was slowly destroying her from the inside out.Grumble...My stomach twisted painfully, demanding food I had been ignoring since yesterday morning.I gently pressed a hand to my stomach, suppressing the burning ache in my gut. For the past twenty-four hours, I had consumed nothing but tap water from Sanctum Clinic, where I worked, just to save every single penny.My hands—rough and calloused from years of grinding medicinal roots and mixing herbal remedies—softly stroked the t
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