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Rising 195

    <b>The </b><b>Son </b><b>of </b><b>Red </b><b>Fang </b>


    <b>Chapter 195 </b>


    <b>She </b>climbs off my bed, taking <b>a </b><b>sock </b>with her. She opens <b>up </b><b>the </b>cuff and holds it so I can <b>slip </b>my foot inside. I hiss my <b>curse </b>words <b>as </b><b>the </b><b>fire </b><b>ignites </b>around <b>my </b><b>thigh </b><b>from </b>the <b>simple </b>motion making me wonder how it is I’m even walking. Somehow she manages to <b>slip </b>my other sock on as <b>I’m </b><b>struggling </b>to recover <b>from </b>the <b>pain</b><b>. </b>


    <b>I </b><b>feel </b>her <b>pushing </b><b>my </b><b>chest </b>as she climbs into myp, straddling <b>my </b>right leg. I’m damn near delirious from the pain and it’s taking everything <b>I </b>have not <b>to </b>put my forehead through the wall.


    <b>“</b>I’m sorry you hurt. Please don’t fight.”


    The softest most innocent voice breaks through <b>as </b>she pulls my head down to her shoulder. <b>I </b>wrap <b>my </b>arms gently around her, bunching the fabric of her dress into my fists, praying to Diana that I’m not hurting or scaring this precious little girl.


    She pets the back of <b>my </b>head slowly as <b>I </b>use her scent to gather <b>myself </b>back <b>together</b>, stayingpletely still until the excruciating burn settles back down.


    “<b>I’m </b>sorry, <b>sweetpea</b><b>. </b><b>I </b>should be a lot stronger than this for you.”


    “Daddy told me Tuesday that you were hurt and scared. It’s okay to be both. Daddy won’t hurt you. He’s different. You’ll <b>see</b><b>.” </b>


    <b>We </b>stay like this a little longer until my pain is tolerable enough for me to stand and walk.


    “<b>Now </b>that I’ve got my hoodie, how about we find a yground? Is there one around here? Are you dressed enough to be outside<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    I smile <b>as </b>she looks over her body, uncertain as to what I’m asking.


    <b>“</b><b>Do </b>you need a coat?” I try again.


    ル


    “Oh. No, <b>I </b>good. I get hot while I <b>y</b>.”


    <b>I </b><b>give </b>her a nod as I help her off myp. I <b>hiss </b><b>as </b>I stand but find I can walk shortly after. I slip my hoodie over my head, taking a moment to enjoy thefort of its warmth and softness, before grabbing my key off the table, slipping our shoes on and heading back out into the cold January air.


    Without prompting Madilyn knows exactly where to go. We’re headed back in the direction of the pack house but it’s about halfway there that we run into arge field. I can see in the distance a number of young males and females. Most of the ones <b>I </b>can see <b>are </b>stopped, leaning on their knees, panting hard with only one or two passing by every few minutes at a light jog<b>. </b>Madilyn’s <b>tug </b>brings my attention back to her.


    “There it is.” She deres excitedly.


    We walk together towards therge yground in the center of the <b>field</b>, <b>crossing </b>a wide dirt path in the process. I <b>see </b>several benches with grownups talking quietly with each other. There’s several pups ying on the equipment and Madilyn eagerly runs off to join her friends. I walk slowly around the field until, to my surprise, <b>I </b>spot Jamie sitting alone on one of the benches.


    “<b>Hey </b>man. What are you doing out here<b>?</b>”


    I <b>try </b>to sound <b>casual </b>but fail miserably as sitting on the bench <b>causes </b>my leg to ir.


    “Doing better than you, it <b>seems</b>. Alpha let you out <b>of </b>the <b>pack </b>house? Who’s the kid?”


    “That’s Madilyn ck<b>.</b><b>” </b><b>I </b>hiss through gritted teeth.


    “ck<b>? </b>Alpha’s kid<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    <b>“</b>Yeah. One of his four <b>year </b>old daughters<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    “How <b>the </b>hell <b>did </b><b>you </b>end up with one of his daughters <b>after </b>Das told everyone in the dining hall that you’re a <b>ped</b><b>? </b>You’re fucking yourself already, <b>Cole</b>. <b>You’re </b><b>never </b><b>going </b>to get <b>out </b>from under your dad <b>if </b>you keep ending <b>up </b>in the hospital of <b>every </b>pack you go <b>to</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>


    “I’m <b>very </b>well <b>aware </b>that I’m messing <b>up </b>Jamie but it’s not in the <b>way </b>you think.”


    <b>Chapter </b><b>195 </b>


    <b>I’m </b>shifting <b>ufortably </b><b>as </b>there’s <b>no </b>position <b>I </b>can get into that doesn’t require the touching of one body part to another.


    “I let it slip <b>Jamie</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>I <b>finally </b>spit out, frustrated with my never ending pain.


    <b>“</b><b>Let </b><b>what </b><b>slip</b><b>?</b><b>” </b><b>I’ve </b>captured his attention.


    “I told <b>alpha </b>and luna about the girls.”


    <b>“</b><b>Damn </b>man. What are you thinking?”


    <b>“</b><b>I </b><b>wasn’t</b>. That’s the problem. He allowed Madilyn to fall asleep with me.<b>” </b>


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