<b>The </b><b>Son </b><b>of </b><b>Red </b><b>Fang </b>
<b>Chapter </b><b>211 </b>
<b>He’s </b>panting just as hard as she is, his left arm is wrapped around her body holding her tightly to his, his right is still on her stomach.
<b>“</b>What the fuck was that? You’ve got to take her away from him, dad. All he’s doing is hurting her.<b>” </b>
<b>“</b>Shut it, Lucas.” I state, tired of hisments.
<b>“</b>Dad!”
<b>“</b><b>Shut </b>it!”
I ce my hand on Madilyn’s head. She’s shaking hard with a soft whine.
“Madilyn.”
I try to encourage her to talk but I don’t think she’s quite ready so I switch to the link. I’m relieved to find that despite the harshness of the release her overall pain level is a lot better but she’s nervous because she can feel Cole’s ws.
I rub the back of Madilyn’s head as Ie out of the link with her.
“Just rx Madilyn, everything is okay.”
I reassure her as I try to connect with Cole. Everyone seems to havee to the same conclusion <b>as </b>me, Cole has taken a dramatic change <b>that </b>even he seems afraid of.
I’ve slowly started allowing my parental aura to start taking hold. The fact that Cole seems terrified of being in a partial shift has me concerned as well as highly confused.
He said that he shifted three months after he turned sixteen so I know he’s a shifter, so why would he be terrified of his other half. <b>Then </b><b>I </b><b>remember</b>, the marking of the pups started only after he lost control of his wolf. I can’t begin to imagine what it feels like to be so confined.
“Cole.”
I speak softly knowing that my aura is out and he’s yet to notice any difference between the multiple auras I use to emphasize how I’m feeling. He stiffens up under my touch on his shoulder.
“Cole, I need you to rx.”
“No alpha. You need to take Madilyn from me. Please. I don’t know how long I can hold him back. He can’t stand the screams <b>of </b>a little. Please alpha. She’s just a baby. I will kill myself if he hurts her.”
Cole’s voice is panicked and fearful.
“I’d like to see the pervert do that.”
Lucasments with a chuckle that ends swiftly with a crack to the back of his head.
“What the hell Patrick?” I growl loudly, ending his protest just as quickly.
“Given your current mental health, that is not a threat I will take lightly.” <b>I </b>warn Cole.
“You don’t understand alpha. The littles are all l/have. He is on the surface and if I rx. If I don’t fight him back. I will hurt her. Please alpha<b>. </b><b>You’ve </b><b>got </b>to take her from me. If I hurt her like I hurt the girls in my pack I will have nothing left. No reason to remain in this world<b>.</b><b>” </b>
<b>I </b>swallow hard, uncertain as to how to approach this dramatic change in his mood.
“Cole, if you are doing what you admitted to doing to the girls <b>of </b>your packst night, then attempting to take Madilyn <b>from </b>you <b>while you </b><b>are </b><b>fighting </b><b>your </b>wolf for control would put her in extreme danger.”
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<b>I </b><b>speak </b><b>slowly </b><b>to </b>ensure <b>that </b>he fullyprehends what <b>I’m </b>telling him.
<b>“</b><b>I </b>understand that you firmly believe differently but considering your confessionst night and how fervently you protected her today <b>during </b><b>Lucas </b>attach <b>I </b>do not believe that she is in any danger right now. And neither does she.”
<b>I </b><b>slide </b><b>my </b>hand slowly under <b>the </b>cor of his shirt, resting it on his chest just below his neck.
“Cole, my concern right now isn’t your fear of hurting Madilyn. To be honest<b>, </b>she is showing absolutely no fear <b>at </b>all. She isfortablyying on your shoulder. The only thing she doesn’t like is the feeling of your ws on her skin. My concern is that <b>you </b>speak of your wolf <b>as </b>a separate entity <b>from </b>yourself. An entity that you have been falsely led to believe is dangerous. Something that must be contained and controlled at all times. Am I correct<b>? </b>Have you been taught that listening to your wolf is wrong?”
<b>He’s </b>shaking hard under my hand. He wants to talk but his desire to fight his wolf is too strong and it’s exhausting what little energy he has.
I catch the <b>eyes </b>of Patrick. He seems speechless at my assumption that Cole may have been taught such falsities. When my eyes meet Lilly’s she is <b>full </b><b>of </b>
<b>sorrow</b><b>. </b>
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