<b>Chapter </b><b>150 </b>
Madilyn is calm and more rxed so I roll to my side allowing her to sit up in the bed. Her eyes are now more curious than fearful but both real seen within them.
“Did he make you go to school?” Madilyn asks with a yawn.
“No. For the first time in years he believed me. He turned off my rm and waited until I was asleep before he left. I woke up around lunch after <b>the </b>kitchen staff left lunch on my desk. Next to the tray of food were two prescription bottles and a note underneath.
Dad wasn’t one to apologize but that note was the closest he ever came to one. He kept me out of school for a week and I got to meet and spend time with the injured rogue. Everything changed after that. He incorrectly believed that I was an empath but I never developed the ability to feel what they were feeling.
The intense emotional distress that abused and endangered wolves experienced simply manifested into severe stomach cramps, nausea and vortating
When I was eighteen the council came and performed several tests on me. No one knew why they were there until they were done. At the end of the they called me and my parents into a private conference and told all of us that I was an intuitive, not an empath.”
“You’re listed with the council?” Lilly is shocked at the revtion.
“I’m sorry I never told you. Cole is the first wolf toe into this territory to cause me such severe symptoms and the first one toe since the girls were born. Thest abused prospect we helped came through three months before they were born<b>.</b><b>” </b>
It doesn’t take long once the medication starts taking effect for Madilyn to calm down. My concern is that Cole ran into some anxiety issues while working with Ang.
I pick Madilyn up off the bed and motion Lilly to follow me. We make our way down to the kitchen where <b>I </b>grab two ginger ales from the fridge and a box of cheese–its from the cab. I pour a small amount of the crackers into a bowl before taking both Madilyn and the snack to the table, sitting her gently in my chair. Lilly follows behind with the drinks, opening one for Madilyn.
“Sip it slowly, sweetheart.”
Lilly reminds her as she sets it down in front of her.
“I don’t want it.” Madilyn whispers<b>, </b>sounding afraid.
“I know you’re sore right now but you need something in your stomach. I promise, take your time and it <b>won’t </b>hurt you.”
She nods her head as she looks at the light snack sitting in front of her.
I open my own drink, taking several deep breaths of the ginger, calming the queasiness in my own stomach before taking a small drink. I close my eyes as I allow the cold drink to slide down my throat. When I open them again Lilly and Madilyn are both looking perplexed at me<b>. </b>
“I have an idea. I know he will be nervous but will ept it in the end, my concern is your agreement with it.”
I mention to Lilly before disappearing into the closet. I make my way to the back scanning over <b>the </b>various shelving units to find the correct one holding men’s clothing. I find his size in the crew neck cotton t–shirts and the cotton briefs with the cloth covered <b>waist</b>. <b>I </b>grab a pack of each before heading to the door, turning off the light as I exit. I return to the table to find Madilyn struggling to eat the cheese–its.
“I’ve got to head back to Cole but I do believe that there is something that will help both him and Madilyn.<b>” </b>
I exin as I sit in the chair across from Lilly beside Madilyn.
“And what’s that?” Lilly asks cautiously.
“Even though you calmed down nicelyst night I still don’t see what I want to do as an easy thing for you to allow considering your <b>past</b>. It <b>wasn’t </b>until I found you that I discovered that when I work with those in need<b>, </b>one on one, that it calms the negative physical symptoms that I get from being close to them. I was eighteen when we met and I told dad before we even walked into Alpha Tanner’s office that someone was being abused there. It infuriated <b>my </b>dad to find out it was you. You didn’t pick up on it at the time but I nearly broke my dad’s hand when you walked in from the pain it <b>caused</b>.
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