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The Son of Red Fang
He’s breaking down again but something about it affects tiffy in an anticipated way. She stands from the liveseat and walks over si the bed, enda pankly on the bed. She ys gently with his hair before speaking.
“Tell me what you told Demetri.*
She gently encourages him.
“You’ll take her away if I do.”
He whispers into Madilyn’s hair.
“Please Cole. Give me the opportunity to understand you.”
“I want her luna.”
He finally whispers after a long pause.
“Te hold her,fort and protect her.”
“Demetri, have you asked him about his desires for a mate or children?”
“I don’t think I have. Not directly anyway. When we spoke, after you left, I did tell him that considering his age I felt his desire to be near puse was natural.”
“I’m not allowed to be near children, Luna. Because of Das I’ve been punished for just talking to them at other packs.”
“How old are you, Cole?”
“I’ll be twenty–three on Saturday.”
His answers to Lilly’s questions are quiet and submissive but his voice is steady. Lilly being near him, rubbing the side of his head gently seems to have a calming effect on him or perhaps he just can’t fight the Ativan any more. It’s hard to tell.
“Luna<b>?</b><b>” </b>
“Yes honey?”
I can’t help but smile at him earning a pet name from her.
“Would it help you trust me if I tell you how my rtionship with the pups of my pack started?”
“It would be an honor for you to trust us with any information you’re willing to give us about you.”
“Trust, Luna?”
His voice is hushed as if he’s in awe that she would see it in such a way.
“Yes Cole. Even though you’re doing it as a way of reassuring me, to volunteer any information on the very lonely <b>and </b>painful life you have back home takes a willingness to trust.”
He’s turned his head to look at her but I can tell that he’s confused and ufortable about the way things have turned. I get up and step over to the bed<b>, </b>covering his frantically darting eyes as I try to soothe the fear that’s creeping up on him.
“Take it easy, son. Just tell us what you want us to know. I promise I’ll hold my tongue this time.”
His eyes are closed as I move my hand to the side of his head, stroking his hair calmly as he takes several deep breaths. I move back to the loveseat with Lilly as he starts to tell his story.
“<b>As </b>much as I don’t want to get into what happened starting where I’m starting is the only way for you to really understand how my interactions <b>with </b>the young girl pups, helping them, was an ident. It wasn’t something I sought but it wasn’t something i was willing to stop. At least not until the <b>mars </b>started and then once those reached my dad there was no stopping it.”
*Start wherever you feel is going to make the most sense. I promised we wouldn’t ask questions, just rx with us. Nothing bad is going to happes from this.<b>” </b>
I feel bad saying this. It feels almost like a lie as when my back was turned, I turned my phone on record and slipped it behind themp beside the loveseat. I have no idea what he’s going to share but I’m desperate to get something, with or without his permission to take back to Xavier. Finding thosest two injuries tonight has me convinced that I have to get him out of Red Fang. One way or another, I will rescue this young man.
“Well, it was shortly after my sixteenth birthday, three months actually, when during an emergency situation I randomly shifted. It was my first shift and it was the second most painful thing I had experienced up to that point in time in my life. Unlike my twin Chloe or my other siblings, there was no celebration. No medication to ease the pain of the first shift. No encouraging or consoling words before or after, it was just me, leaping out of the window of my father’s second story office. I shifted in midair before crashing into the bushes.
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