Carrying a Monster
"Kael, could the Healer be wrong? The life force of our pup felt so strong the last few times we checked."
Kael sighed heavily, his eyes rimmed with red.
"Some curses only reveal themselves as the pup grows."
He handed me the diagnosis, pointing at the twisted black veins on the parchment.
"Look here. The pup's wolf soul fluctuates wildly. There are signs of silver toxicity backlash. In this condition, even if the pup is born, it will die from the pain of its first shift."
His voice choked, and the hand holding the paper shook. He looked like he was in agony.
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