Before anyone could react, Milo leapt onto the bed, pressing his paw gently against her chest. His growl was low, steady, and almost humming. The nurse’s flashlight beam caught the shimmer of his collar just as the backup power hummed to life.
The monitors blinked back on, showing a steady rhythm. Maya dropped to her knees beside them, her voice barely a whisper. “What are you hearing?” she asked. Milo didn’t move. His ear stayed pressed to Lily’s heartbeat, listening.