<b>Chapter 398 </b>
“She didn’t think you would, which is why she emphasized that it was critical for me to understand exactly what this means as I have never requested for any wolf to bebeled as such. I have always felt that the council’s definition of a feral was much too vague making it too easy for an alpha tobel an abused wolf as deserving of the treatment they receive.
During the first two days where I took care of you and you refused to leave my sight she started digging. She used her credentials as a council member, as well as her previous involvement in creating thews surrounding the proper treatment of ferals, to confirm thews and procedures beforeing to me with the information. It’s taken me several weeks to digest the severity of the consequences you would face should your father seed.”
I’ve never heard the alpha sound so broken up while trying to exin what’s going on. For the first time I don’t want to leave. It was during my first run that I brought myptop with me. I had convinced myself that anywhere was better than Red Fang and I was secretly hoping that I would be able to stay at that first pack.
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The yellow tail pack shattered that ideal quickly when a week into that run I ended up in a panic induced asthma cycle. My father’s beatings weren’t nearly as harsh back then but they still left the necessary evidence for them to realize I was being abused. They found the scar on my back and was the first of two packs to attempt to do an X–ray dye test on it to verify that it was from being whipped. It was one of the most painful things I had encountered. I literally went crazy from the pain it caused and seriously injured several of the doctors in my attempt to escape.
I was eleven weeks and five days into that run. Two dayster I was forced to strip naked in the alpha’s office, chained to the ceiling with my hands above my head and received my age on my ass before being sent home with the rest of my pack the next day. After I got home I spent a lot of time crafting an borate, hidden in in sight, cab to lock myptop in. That, right now, is proving to be my undoing.
“Why do you have to return, Cole?”
I can tell by her voice that she’s in tears before I even look at her.
“I don’t know anything about the process that my father needs to go through to ssify me as a feral but I do know that my only freedomes from innocence. Myptop has information that will prove that I’m not raping the littles or she–wolves of my pack. I have thatptop hidden in such a way that if my father were to break into my room he would never find it.
The problem is, no one else can find it either. I never created an email ount separate from what the school gave me and once I graduated it was deleted. Ipletely dismantle all connections with the inte every time I leave so it’s not possible to hack into my ownputer and I have to be near my father’sputer in order to hack into it. Even if I had a way of contacting Olivia, which the only way I could would be through Jon Jenkins, she would not be able to reach where theptop
is at. I use a smalldder to put it in a secure location inside the false ceiling I created in <i>my </i>closet<i>.</i><i>” </i>
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