<b>Chapter </b><b>146 </b>
Madilyn turns her head towards the door as she hears me enter. Her eyes are red and slightly swollen from her rubbing them, her roy cheeks, tears. Her aims are wrapped tightly around her stomach and her face shows the difort that she’s experiencing
<b>“</b>What’s wrong, Lyn?” Task as
as I crouch down bedside the bed.
“My tummy hurts.”
She sniffles as tears run down her cheeks. I look at Lilly as I take Madilyn’s hand in mine, rubbing it gently.
“I heard her throwing up in her bathroom when I came back to our room. When I went into their room Madisyn was cound asleep so I brought Marilyn <b>in </b>here. She’s been doing extremely well todaypared to yesterday but she seems to havee down with something. She’s thrown up twice sinceing in here with me.”
I sigh as I wipe the tears from Madilyn’s cheeks. I ce the back of my hand against her forehead but she doesn’t feel feverish.
“Her temp is normal.”
Lilly finishes as I spot the digital ear thermometer on the nightstand beside her. I nod gently as I stand.
“She’s not sick. I’ve felt the same way for about thest hour and a half, right before we heard him screaming.”
“You have?”
“Yeah.”
I sigh as I pause to hold my breath. It’s been two decades since I’ve hurled from running into a wolf in need. I’ve learned several coping techniques <b>as </b><b>a </b>child to suppress the need but thest two days have been quite challenging for me.
“Are you okay?”
I let my breath out slowly, making sure I’ll be able to keep my dinner.
“I never did tell you how the ck family took over the Crimson Dawn pack, have <b>I</b>?”
Lilly shakes her head, it seems I’ve peaked her interest.
“This pack, in general, is one of the oldest packs in existence. One of the originals from when the moon goddess first created werewolves. Although <b>I </b>don’t know the full history of the pack, I do know that the first wolf to overthrow the reigning alpha was an alpha born by the name of Carson Dawnson. He renamed the pack Crimson Dawn. Him and his male children ruled over the pack with an iron fist until seventy years ago when my great–great grandfather William ck refused to believe that the moon goddess wanted the alpha to be a dictator, a god among her people. He is said to have been one of the first wolves to test the theory that pain woulde to those wolves who didn’t follow every directive given by a higher rank.
William was born a delta, at least that is what’s believed since the blood test for birth rank hadn’t been created yet. Both his parents and several generations before him were all delta’s but a natural born alpha can be born into any rank. I guess it’s her way of keeping bnce, anyone with a wolf could be
alpha.
Well, grandpa William fought his way through the warrior ranks until he became the top warrior and was chosen as Arthur Dawnson’s beta. Although he yed by the rules the rules never sat well with him and it was several yearster that he found his mate, an omega that was treated as nothing more than
<b>a </b>ve.
Since both of them were young when they started ruling the pack, having their mates by their sides wasn’t a big deal until the Arthur picked up on Amelia being William’s mate before he did and was determined to keep them separated until he found hi
in their twenties, Alpha
Problem was, by treating her as a ve, she was constantly in and out of every room they were in. It was only a matter of <b>time </b>before <b>he </b>scented <b>her </b><b>and </b>when he did he was livid at her treatment.
He stopped ying by the rules and once his mate healed from her trauma he challenged Arthur to a duel. Themittee had just started so there <b>were </b>only a fewws governing packs back then but the overthrowing of an alpha that is mistreating his pack was one of the only ways to be <b>recognized </b>as a legitimate leader so long as the new alpha made dramatic changes for the better. Grandpa William did exactly that.