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Rising 172

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    Rising 172


    <b>Chapter </b><b>172 </b>


    A weekter they found her hanging from a tree, her hands tied behind her back. Her murder was never investigated. It took <b>a </b>while to find <b>the </b><b>note </b>she left for me. She apologized for hurting me. She used Das and Alpha Redmen of working together to cause her to miscarry the baby <b>and </b>was going <b>to </b>take the evidence she had of the conspiracy to the council. Turns out she had ample evidence to create a case for rape but because Das had already <b>standmed </b>three pups by the age of eighteen instead of stopping the rape when he got her pregnant he was given immunity to keep going until he killed i


    “Thank you for sharing your story. Is it okay if I ask two more questions? Then we’ll move you to another room so you can sleep.”


    “Yes sir.” He whispers as he tries to steady his breathing.


    “Obviously this was the rtionship you considered real but you mentioned two others<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    “Yes sir. Rachel and Reba. I dated both of them for three months. Rachel was a month after <b>I </b>turned seventeen and Reba <b>was </b>two months after I broke up with Rachel. Both of them pursued me. Both of them forced themselves on me. I tolerated their forcefulness until the night they tried to take my pants off.”


    “I know I said only two questions but this goes along with this first one. Did they touch you or force you to ept oral sex from them?”


    “No. I managed to get them off of me before they got beyond undoing the button and zipper of my jeans. I broke up with them that night before leaving their room.”


    He sighs as he rolls off my arm back onto the pillow behind him.


    “I stopped dating after them. At first it was because I was working with Jamie’s father<b>, </b>Jon Jenkins. I had an interest in carpentry and felt that if something happened where I couldn’t remain with my pack that it would be a useful skill in the human world.


    I had just started dating Reba when Jon epted me as his apprentice. There were several times during thest month I <b>was </b>with her that I showed <b>up </bte because my dad called me into the office to talk to me about forcing myself onto her. The meeting got <b>worse </b>when I tried to tell him that she was doing to me what she imed I was doing to her. He didn’t react kindly to my admitted weakness or to me pointing out that he had given me permission to do what I wanted with the girls. That he couldn’t have it both ways.


    Five monthter I woke to him banging on my door. I hit the inte button near my bed so whoever <b>was </b>waking me could talk <b>and </b>he told <b>me </b>to pack my shit and get out of his house until my apprenticeship was over. That the only time I could step foot in the pack house was the fifteeth of each month and I only needed to report to his office for that.”


    “Your dad doesn’t use the link with you?”


    “Not in the normal sense. The reason I didn’t start dating again after moving out was because <b>six </b>months after we broke up Reba imed she <b>was </b>pregnant and that I raped her. I had heard rumors that Reba was iming that I was continuing toe see her in the warrior dorms when she <b>was </b>already dating someone else but never did I think she would stoop that low.”


    “Was that the first time the Jenkins got exposed to how bad things could get for you?”


    “No, I had only been living with them for a month at that time.”


    We both remained silent awhile until Ang breaks the silence.


    “The room is ready. Cole, I need you to sit up in a chair for the short trip over. It’s a special medical room that’s designed to reduce the anxiety of being in the hospital. I don’t feel you’re in need of constant monitoring but I don’t feel you’re awake enough to go upstairs<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    I look over to Cole to see his eyes drooping down<b>, </b>nearly closing before, opening quickly and starting again. I <b>sm </b>ce my hand on his shoulder.


    “How about we start with sitting up.”


    htly as <b>I </b>stand, speaking gently I


    “Sure.”


    He responds sleepily. I reach around the front of him and help pull him into a sitting position. The movement wakes him <b>enough </b>that he moves <b>to </b><b>the </b><b>edge </b>of the bed on his own. He teeters when he stands, sitting back down on the bed almost as soon as he stands. He tries again, making it to his <b>feet </b><b>before </b>taking a few steps and sitting in the chair. Ang steps behind him and starts pushing him out the door.


    The Son of Red Fang


    <b>Chapter </b><b>173 </b></blockquote>
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