“Madilyn, it’s important that you understand that you’re not in trouble. But it’s also important that you understand how burtful rumors can be. And in the case of Cole, how dangerous they can be.”
My eyes snap open and look at alpha but he isn’t looking at me. He and his daughter are eye to eye, Madilyn hanging on to his every <b>word</b>.
“Dangerous daddy?”
She whispers, obviously she has never encountered rumors before.
“Yes, sweetie. We werewolves don’t take too kindly to those who prey upon pups and if the adult wolves hère believe that Cole is a threat, that these rumors are true. They could hurt Cole very badly for just being here.”
“But he hasn’t done anything. Why would they hurt him?
“For the same reason that you’re so afraid of him tonight.
“I’m sorry.”
She whines softly as alpha pulls her in for a hug.
“Who told you that Cole was dangerous, Madilyn<b>?</b><b>” </b>
I can tell by the way she tries to curl her legs into her body that the cramps are starting up again.
“It hurts.” She wails as she bursts into tears again.
“Cole, I know you don’t want to force her but I don’t think there’s any other way to go while she’s in this much pain.”
I let go of luna’s hand and adjust myself back to my side.
“I need you to stay holding her until I work some of the tightness out. <b>It’s </b>going to take several minutes for her to getfortable enough for you to give me the space I need for skin to skin contact.” Alpha nods as he steps forward with her. She’s gotten really bad this round, digging <b>her </b>feet <b>into </b>her father frantically trying to curl into a tight little ball.
“Is it going to hurt her?” Luna’s voice is quiet yet concerned.
“In the beginning but it eases up fairly quick.”
Alpha eases himself down on the bed, adjusting his hold so he’s cradling her head and arms against him. Her back is on the bed instead of my chest this time protecting my legs from hers.
“Madilyn,”
I lean towards her ear, speaking soothingly to
“I’m going to start on top of your nightgown until you’re okay with what’s happening.”
Unfortunately that wasn’t what she wanted to hear.
“No! Don’t touch! It hurts!”
She squeals, grabbing her father even tighter as <b>I </b>slip my hand gently onto her stomach. Lelose <b>my </b><b>eyes </b>and concentrate on what <b>I’m </b><b>feeling</b>. I keep <b>my </b>touch light as I make subtle circles, I don’t have to move much as my hand nearly covers her tiny <b>belly</b>. My first <b>step </b>is to calm thergest <b>and </b><b>tightest </b>knots giving her the most pain. I ce my palm over thergest knot and with slow circles, increase pressure on it. I’m <b>shocked </b>as her <b>muscles </b><b>fight </b><b>back</b><b>. </b><b>I </b>feel them spasm beneath <b>my </b>palm as she cries from the pain it produces.
<b>“</b>I’m sorry Madilyn. These <b>cramps </b>are reacting differently than ones I usually help <b>the </b>girls with. Stay <b>with </b>her alpha, hold <b>her </b><b>tight </b><b>until </b><b>she’s </b><b>able </b><b>to </b><b>rx </b>
<b>with </b>me.”
Her cries <b>are </b>getting louder as her muscle spasms release, one by painful one.
<b>“</b>Make him stop. Please daddy. It was Lucas that told me to <b>stay </b>away<b>.</b><b>” </b>
I <b>hear </b>alpha groan but otherwise he doesn’t say anything to anyone about herments.
<b>“</b>I’m sorry Madilyn. I promise I’m being very gentle with you. Your cramps are responding to the message they’re just doing it in a painful way. Instead <b>of </b>smoothing out and rxing like I’m used to, they’re popping loose like popcorn.”
It takes several intense minutes for the first and biggest muscle to finally stop its spasms leaving Madilynpletely exhausted. She’s calm as <b>her </b><b>father </b>finally dares to attempt leaving her in my hold.
“I need to change your position Madilyn so that your back is against my chest<b>.</b><b>” </b>
I speak quietly near her ear. Sheplies easily simply <b>too </b>exhausted <b>to </b>contemte anything else<b>. </b><b>I </b>get her head on <b>my </b>upper <b>arm</b><b>, </b><b>wrapping </b><b>the </b><b>lower </b>half across her chest to her hip, hugging her close to my body.
“Lynnie baby, the next thing I’m going to do is mentally difficult which is why I do it before the <b>next </b><b>cramps </b><be</b><b>. </b>I need <i>to </i>touch your <b>skin</b>, <b>sweetpea</b><b>. </b>
“Is it going to hurt?”
“No. My touch is very gentle but I’m a stranger and most little <b>ones </b>are taught not to let a stranger touch them under their <b>clothes</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
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