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Katana woke to the soft light of dawn filtering through the sheer curtains of their shared cabin. The world outside was still, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of thoughts that spun through his mind. Something felt off, a sensation that had become all too familiar in recent weeks. He rolled over, finding the other half of the bed empty, the sheets cool to the touch.

Pushing his hair out of his eyes, he sat up, pulling the blanket tightly around his shoulders as a shiver trickled down his spine. It took a moment for him to notice the faint sounds echoing from the bathroom down the hall—sharp and panicked, a series of harsh retches that set his heart racing.

Katana's chest tightened as he swung his legs over the side of the bed, his bare feet meeting the cold floor. He could feel anxiety gnawing at him as he approached the bathroom door, the muffled sounds of his mate reaching him like an alarm. He hadn’t heard these sounds in a while, but the fear they brought him was all too real.

“Hey,” he called softly, knocking gently on the door. “Are you okay?”