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

stubbornly against towels and siblings and Hannah’s fingers, lay still against her palm.

“Warm pack,” she said.

Maya was already moving.

Caleb stood outside the recovery enclosure, one hand pressed to the doorframe. “What happened?”

“He’s tired,” Hannah said, because it was true and not enough. “He’s burning more energy than he can take in.”

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