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Days passed, and Claudia remained in her coma. She showed no signs of improvement, but no signs of her health worsening, either. The doctor said that that was a good thing -that stability was the best we could hope for right now.

But Audrey didn't see that. In her eyes, her mother-the woman she had been ripped from as a baby and only just reunited with-was dying. Audrey didn't seem to care if she was dying herself.

Over the next four days, I watched helplessly as Audrey wasted away. Her desperation. was so palpable that I could feel it radiating across our bond, dark shadows rippling outward from her mind. On the night of the first day, I slipped out to get a couple of coffees and something for us to eat, figuring that she would be okay on her own for a little bit. Oh, how wrong

was.

I

I was only gone for fifteen, maybe twenty minutes at the most, and I entered the room. again to find Audrey hunched over Claudia's still form, her hands pressed against her mother's chest. She

Was muttering under her breath, her face pale and drawn. Her body was shaking, and tears were slipping down her face.

"Audrey," I said softly, setting down our food and approaching her. "What are you doing?"

She didn't respond, just kept muttering, her entire being focused on Claudia. But I knew what she was trying to do; I could feel her energy draining through our bond, her life force dimming like a flickering candle.

She was trying to heal her mother, even though she had no healing skills yet. And she didn't care if she killed herself in her attempt to do it.

"Audrey, stop!" I lunged forward, pulling her hands away from Claudia. She slumped against me, barely conscious. "You're going to hurt yourself."

"I have to save her," Audrey mumbled, her eyes glazed over. "It's my fault... I have to fix

I cradled her face in my hands, forcing her to look at me. Her blue eyes seemed to roll

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in her head, as if she were struggling to keep herself awake. Or alive. Either way, I don't think she even really saw me standing there. She was somewhere else. Somewhere far away.

"This is not your fault. And killing yourself won't help Claudia. You need to rest."

words fell

to leave Claudia's bedside, not even to sleep or cat. I brought her meals, but they went untouched. I tried to get her

me.

day, holding Claudia's hand and staring at her mother's face as if she could will her awake through

to physically move her to the

from her chair

fangs bared. A snarl ripped from her throat, so feral and unlike her that I stumbled back in

in her chair, face expressionless

eyes, and her silver streak seemed dull and lifeless. I knew I had to do something drastic. "Audrey,"

h**e

her fangs again, trying to bite me. However, she was too weak to put up much of

standing guard outside.

taking up position by Claudia's bed as I carried Audrey

at our apartment, Audrey could barely lift her head enough to eat.

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of my shirts. She didn't move or protest the entire time. Finally, I propped her up in bed and brought her a bowl of warm soup. "You need to eat," I said,

her head away. "Not

I pleaded. "You're wasting

tears. She allowed me to feed her a few spoonfuls before

she drifted off to sleep. I stroked her hair, my heart heavy with worry. I could barely feel our mate

did blame herself. Fiona's words

circumstances... there was more

quickly, moving away from the

speaker without so much as a greeting. "I've heard

Yes,

his tone icy. "And one that affects us all. Claudia is a close family friend, and Silverbite has been an ally

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