Jacob~
I've lived centuries, walked with kings and gods, roamed the shadows of endless forests with wolves at my side, and yet… nothing ever terrified me the way Easter's screams did that night.
The moment the ambulance doors flung open, nurses rushed toward her with a flurry of frantic footsteps and clipped orders. Bright fluorescent lights stabbed at my invisible eyes as I followed behind, the cold sterile air of the hospital biting into my skin like winter frost. I hovered close to her stretcher, watching her fingers curl tighter around Rose's tiny hand.
"Mommy… mommy, wake up…" Rose sobbed.
Easter's eyes fluttered, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps. Sweat matted her curls to her forehead. Tears streamed down her freckled cheeks, her lips trembling with each contraction that rocked her small, trembling body.
"Miss Easter, you're going to be okay," one nurse said in French as they wheeled her down the corridor. "Stay with us. Breathe."
