<b>The </b>Son <b>of </b><b>Red </b><b>Fang </b>
<b>Chapter </b><b>187 </b>
I follow Madilyn <b>upstairs </b>and call to her <b>to </b><b>stop </b>in the med room her <b>dad </b>has me staying in. I grab a bottle of water from the fridge and pour her a drink <b>of </b>it <b>in </b>one <b>of </b><b>the </b><b>small </b><b>cups </b><b>I </b><b>find </b>in the room before digging into the medication that’s sitting on the desk.
<b>I </b><b>pull </b><b>my </b><b>new </b>meds out of <b>the </b>bag, cing the Singir on the desk with the antibiotic, steroid, silver binder and Vicodin that I’m on. I grab one of each <b>before </b>popping <b>them </b>all in my mouth and drinking them down. Next I pull out the <b>Trelegy</b>. I uncap it, ce it in my mouth and inhale deeply, triggering the medication to release. I hold my breath ten seconds before exhaling and putting that on <b>the </b>desk as well. I pocket one of the rescue inhalers before <b>slipping </b><b>my </b><b>feet </b>into <b>my </b>worn out sneakers and following Madilyn back out into the hallway.
<b>“</b>Where’s your room?”
“At the end.<b>” </b>She replies while pointing<b>. </b>
“Do you need help getting <b>dressed</b><b>?</b><b>” </b><b>I </b>ask nervously, hoping that she <b>didn’t</b><b>. </b>
<b>“</b>I know how to dress<b>. </b>I’m just bad at picking.<b>” </b>
“Okay, how about you pick the <b>top </b>and I’ll help match the bottom.<b>” </b>
<b>“</b>Okay<b>.</b><b>” </b>
<b>pair </b>of
She giggles happily. I enter her room, which is
than mine back home, and <b>she </b>guides me to her closet. She pulls out <b>a </b>simple <b>but </b>beautiful light pink, long sleeve y dress from her closet before showing me to her dresser<b>. </b>I sit down on the end of <b>her </b>bed and start opening drawers. I pull out a briefs<b>, </b>white,ce topped <b>socks </b>and ck, fleece lined leggings<b>. </b>Iy everything out on the bed <b>before </b>standing and heading <b>to </b><b>the </b>door.
“I’ll be right outside the door<b>, </b>call me when you’re done.”
<b>“</b>Okay<b>.</b><b>” </b>
I’m enjoying her bubbly personality more than I anticipated this morning. I start walking <b>a </b>short distance <b>away </b>from Madilyn’s room, looking around the long hallway. There’s not many doors indicating that these rooms must be huge. The front of the mansion <b>faces </b>south and, in general<b>, </b>runs south to north.
<b>As </b>I approach the far western wall at the end of the hall, to my right there’s arge staircase leading to the upper floors<b>. </b>It curls around <b>towards </b>the east, the opposite direction of the stairs that brought me to the second floor. From what <b>I </b>could <b>see </b>in the dark, the outside looked as if it had four or five stories <b>to </b>it.
I turn quickly around at the sound of a door opening, it’s the one in the middle facing the north side of the house. <b>I </b>watch silently <b>as </b>a young, petite brte exits the room giggling.
“Come on, Luke. What’s taking you so long? Your dad’s going to light you up when <b>he </b>finds out we both skipped school.”
I hear her exin with little concern in her voice.
<b>“</b>I’m the alpha’s son. What’s the worst the school can do? Tell him<b>.</b>”
A young man I vaguely recognize steps <b>out </b>of the <b>room</b>. I watch the young man with short<b>, </b><b>straight</b><b>, </b>light brown hair shut the door just before locking lips <b>with </b>the young brte.
“<b>But </b><b>I </b>thought <b>you </b>said there <b>was </b>a <b>special </b>arrangement with the school so you could start learning how to test the <b>prospects</b>. You have more than a full schedule Monday, Wednesday and Friday.”
<b>“</b>I’m allowed to miss a day or two of school Melody. Besides<b>, </b><b>I’m </b>smart enough to make it up.”
<b>“</b><b>If </b>you say so.”
She <b>giggles </b>innocently <b>as </b>Lucas spots me shifting ufortably at the end of <b>the </b>hall. <b>His </b>body stiffens <b>as </b>he heads down <b>the </b>hall towards me<b>, </b>his aura is powerful and it stifles my ability to breathe once <b>he </b>gets in my face.
“You may have <b>my </b>father fooled but I’m not. You’re <b>a </b><b>pervert </b>that <b>doesn’t </b>belong in a decent pack like this. You <b>deserve </b><b>every </b>bit of <b>the </b><b>treatment </b>you <b>receive </b>at your home pack and I will go out of my way to make sure you go back early. Nobody wants you here<b>.</b><b>” </b>
He <b>spits </b>venomously in my face.
He’s <b>my </b><b>same </b>height but I refuse to look <b>at </b>him directly. Thest thing I need right now is a fight with the alpha’s son.
“How old is she?”
I’m shocked <b>at </b>my own boldness to even ask.
“Who?”
“The girl that’s waiting for you.”
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