Chapter 158

Sherman “The placenta’s detached from the uterine wall—trauma-induced. We’ve got to get her into emergency surgery now, or we risk losing both mom and baby.” The words hit me like a physical blow. *Our mate! Our pup!'* he snarled, clawing at my consciousness. *Calm down,* I whispered internally, though my own heart was hammering so hard I could barely breathe. *They're going to help her.* *'If she dies—if our pup dies—'* Leo's thoughts fractured into a howl of anguish so raw it made my bones ache. "Then what the fuck are you waiting for?" The words tore from my throat, my carefully maintained Alpha control shattering completely. I didn't care about the startled looks from other patients or staff. Nothing mattered except Silvia—my mate—behind those doors with our pup's life hanging by a thread. The nurse—his nametag read Caen—didn't even blink at my outburst. “The surgical team’s already prepping,” he said calmly, flipping a clipboard toward me. “I just need you to sign these consents.”