I pace the waiting room, body vibrating with nerves as the bustling hospital sounds and scents add to the overload. The pungent smell of cleaners does little to mask the heavy weight of sickness hanging over the building, and though I push my wolf back as far as I can, my sensitive nose is assaulted over and over again, driving me mad.
It makes focus almost impossible, the air hard to breathe. I need to figure out a new plan, something I find increasingly frustrating as the weight of other people's illness settles on me like a solid presence. Our rapid drive to this place ended before I could work out how to liberate Sage from the hands of the paramedics. And the doctor from the pharmacy was already waiting for us when we arrived, her car screeching to a halt, her small body catapulting t
