<b>Chapter </b><b>220 </b>


    I’m not even certain as to when I stood from the table but when I finally end my rant the feeling in the room is ufortably tense and all I want to run. I find myself slowly stepping backwards from the table. 1 yelp when alpha takes hold of my arm even though I barely feel him,


    “I’m sorry alpha. I didn’t mean to rant like that. I wanted to tell you of my concerns privately. Not like this. You didn’t deserve to find out like the


    I’m shaking my head hard as I try to step away. I’m holding Madilyn close, I don’t want to let her go but the gravity of what I’ve said, what I’ve done hitting me hard. My freshly broken ribs are screaming and I’m getting dizzy from the double concussion.


    “Cole, look at me.”


    “I’m sorry alpha. I’m so sorry. Please just let me go upstairs.”


    “In a minute, Cole. Who’s the girl? I can’t help her without a name.”


    Something about his voice pulls me back.


    “Melody.” I whisper <b>“</b>I wasn’t close enough for my wolf to get an exact age but from what we could smell, she’s a pre–shift ten to twelve years old.


    “Thank you.” He speaks gently.


    “Go ahead to the medical room I showed youst night. I’ll link Lilly to meet you there and I’ll have Ange up there with your next dose of toradol for your pain. I’ll check on you before I head to bed.”


    I nod my head as I back away from him slowly. My eyes <b>are </b>darting around, trying to figure out who is going to jump me when I pass by them but <b>the </b>only ones out of their seats are the alpha and beta. It appears that the beta is keeping Lucas in his seat and everyone appears to be in shock.


    Taking my chances I take off for the stairs leading to the room I’m staying in, with Madilyn’s warm, rhythmic breath against my neck the only thing keeping


    me sane.


    I jog to the steps <b>as </b>soon as I’m out of sight of those at the table. I slow to a stop once I hit the bottom of the steps. I <b>lean </b>my back against the wall, holding my breath as the sting from the multiple cuts all over my back light up at the same time. I slowly let my breath out as I lean my head back against the wall, closing my eyes as I curse my own stupidity.


    I yelp as I feel a gentle grasp on my arm. I’m starting to wheeze badly as I open my eyes and find them looking into the soft brown eyes of Dr. Pierce<b>. </b>


    I didn’t mean to scare you.” She reassured me as <b>I </b>groan.


    “I’m sorry,


    “How much did he tell you of what just happened?”


    “Nothing. He asked if I could give you a dose of toradol. You are looking rough right now. Let’s get you upstairs andfortable in bed. I’m going to use your hip this time, give your arms a break.”


    hots in <i>please </i>


    I freeze, instantly going into a fear driven panic. Ever since the whipping my back has been messed up and receiving shots in either of my hips are a nightmare for me.


    “Please not my hip.” I know she sees my fear when I look into her eyes. “My right is easier than my left to handle but just barely. Please. I’ll undress. I’ll do anything, just not my hip.”


    I’m repeating myself, unable toprehend her response. I’m frozen in ce<b>, </b>refusing to move until I feel her hugging me tight against her. I’m still muttering as I hear her gently hushing my hysteria


    “You’re showing me a lot of fear with this particr location. I promise I’ll do something different but we need to get you upstairs.<b>” </b>


    She holds me gently until I start moving on my own up the stairs.


    It’s a true struggle to carry Madilyn up the steps and I spot Luna at the top waiting for us. I’m panting with a hard wheeze behind it as I get to the top.


    Luna smiles gently as she ces her hands on my elbows, stopping me briefly.


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    Chapter <b>220 </b>


    “I’m sorry tuna. I’m so sorry. Please tell alphs not to punish Lucas, Please, no more physical punishment. No one deserunt . Hesse


    <b>My </b>physical and mental pain has made it impossible to control my emotions as I feel the tears I loathe, stream doom my fare. I’m not deserting of <b>their </b>patience and kindness. I just threw their son under the bus in my own desperation to get him off my back.


    <b>I’m </b><b>weak </b>and I don’t deserve to be here. Alpha males don’t cry. They don’t yelp or scream, they simply fight back until their aggressor in CALAIS DE


    dead.


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