Little Gabriel lay small and still against the crisp white sheets, his skin pale as the snow that had almost claimed him. The faint hum of machines filled the hospital room.

It was a soft, rhythmic beeping that was both comforting and terrifying in its steadiness.

Liam O' Grady had been the one to find him. Gabe had been found hours after he'd gone missing, half--buried in the drifts by a search team, his clothes frozen stiff, his lips blue, and his tiny hands curled into fists ...