Embracing His Rejection
My back legs gave out, and I fell heavily to the frozen ground, a low, pained whimper escaping my throat.
"Emerald! Oh, Goddess, Emerald!" My mother was there in an instant, her hands frantic as she pressed them against my silver fur. My father was right behind her, his face ashen as he looked at where I was clutching my stomach.
"She’s bleeding," my mother cried, her voice thin with terror. "It isn't just the shoulder. Look at the snow. There is blood coming from her stomach."
"The pup," my father rasped, his voice shaking. He looked up, shouting over the chaos. "We need a healer! She’s losing the baby!"
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