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

in a warm towel, and rubbed the tiny chest with two fingers. The cub was slick, gold, impossibly small in her hands after the weight of Juniper’s body. Its mouth opened without sound.

“Come on,” Hannah said, low and firm. “Not after all that.”

The monitor behind her stuttered.

“Pressure is dropping,” Maya said.

Owen did not look away from the surgical continue reading …