She Drove Into the Flooded Habitat for One Lioness, but the Male Lion Was Guarding More Than Her Body

were pale. Her skin was cool beneath the wet fur. The pulse beneath Hannah’s fingers fluttered, present but fragile.

“Vitals kit,” Hannah said.

Caleb took two steps forward, then stopped when Boone’s growl deepened. Hannah held out one hand without looking away from Juniper. Caleb placed the kit on the ground and slid it toward her with his boot, then continue reading …