Chapter 58 Call Of The Past

• Third POV
• Elena sat beside Asher's hospital bed, her fingers curled tightly around his tiny hand. His skin was so cold. The machines beeped steadily beside her, each sound like a ticking clock counting down toward a moment she couldn't bear to imagine.
• Mama Sage stood quietly by the window, whispering silent prayers to her gods and goddesses , occasionally glancing at Elena with eyes filled with concern and helplessness.