Eclipse of the Blood Moon
It buried its wet nose straight into the fabric of her flannel shirt, its tiny body shivering violently as it drank in the cooling, rose-scented sanctuary of Carmilla’s hands, which were now gently checking its wounded leg.
"Its matrix is stable, but the bone is fractured," Carmilla noted, her cold thumb brushing a speck of dirt from the pup's velvet ear. To her absolute shock, the little wolf weakly turned its head and licked her cold fingers, seeking the frost to soothe its feverish pain.
Carmilla went entirely rigid, her crimson eyes widening as her newly reborn heart gave an unnatural, violent thud against her ribs.
Astrid looked at the vampire, then down at the pup, a brilliant, breatht