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Chapter 114
“I heard you’re leaving us tomorrow, Rya.” Cash has his hand on Kennedy’s back, rubbing soothingly as she continues to eat forkful after forkful.
“Luna Grace, I need that tarp tonight. Do you have one lying around?” Kennedy’s voice. holds an edge of panic.
“Yes, somewhere in the garage. I’ll get it for you after dinner.”
“Thank you.” Kennedy almost gives a smile of relief.
Cash looks older somehow, his stubble on his beard showing a few days‘ worth of growth along with his and Kennedy’s heads. They look like they’re twinning with matching haircuts.
“How are the pups doing?” I ask Kennedy, but Cash answers for her.
“Better. They had to give her a shot to make their lungs mature faster. They thought that she was going to deliver a few days ago, but they were able to stop the contractions.” Cash visibly is upset about the thought of almost losing his futures.
“Well, if you deliver now, then at least their lungs will be mature enough to breathe on their own.” I try to ease Cash’s worries.
“Rya, have you ever done a c–section before?” Kennedy asks me this odd question.
“No, I never have, but I have assisted with one. I can’t perform that. I’m not a doctor.“She doesn’t say anything else as she finishes what’s on her plate.
“Kennedy, c–sections for wolves are only done in emergencies. The mothers hardly make it. If that’s done, it’s done with the intent to save the pup only.” A dark shadow passes over her face as the sun begins its descent, the moon to take its place in the sky.
Our watcher.
Standing, she looks at Cash’s parents. “I just want you both to know that I am so very
thankful that m
my young will have grandparents like you” With that, she turns her had b
us, making her way toward the stairs and up to her room.
“Cash, what’s going on with her?” She still looks terrible
I can’t help but he soaked by the wave of her decaying grey misery.
“She won’t talk to me. I’ve tried to talk to her. She only lets me feed her and touch her while
We eats because she knows it’s the only way to keep the food down. Other than that, won’t talk to me, All she says is everything will be okay soon.” Cash has his hands on his head, elbows on the wood grain table.
“We got some clothes for the pups. Maybe Kennedy and you can go through them together. Also, we got the cribs Kennedy picked out. They’re in her room. We took the bed out because she’s going to start to sleep with you in your bed, right?” Luna Grace looks at her son with sharp eyes.
“Yes, it’s comforting for her body if I’m close.”
“Good.” Her tone implies that she is pleased with his answer.
“Cash, something is very wrong with her.” I can’t help but blurt that out.
“I know, Rya. I just don’t know how to fix it.”
“I know this might not be what you want to hear, but you should call Clayton.” Cash’s fist crashes down on the table.
“He knows her the best. He could help you with her.” Cash looks defeated.
“I was thinking the same thing, Rya. It’s time to ask him for help.”
Alpha Clinton sits with his arms crossed, biceps peeking out his shirt. I can’t help getting panicked for Dallas, having to take this great Silverback male on. I’m not sure how he’s going to do that.
“Do you have his number?” Cash’s voice interrupts my thoughts on how Dallas will have to train with his father when he comes back here.
Yes to
earing an aby pocket, I call him before Cesh has time to think this through.
to my
put the call on speakerphone for all of us to hear.
The pliserings and rings before he answers
“Ryx?” His voice seems to falter over the phone
“It’s Cash!” The sound that emanates from his throat is more of a low growi
I watch as Cath inhales a breath in. This must be hard for him to ask this wolf for help.
“Clayton, it’s about Kennedy.”
“Is she okay? Now concern rings out. He would never feel that for me, because I was never a concern for him.
“No, she’s not.” A heaviness comes out his chest that is amplified in his voice.
“What’s going on? What’s she doing? Clayton sounds as if he’s sitting down, the chair in the background scraping against the tile.
“She’s very depressed. She won’t open up to anyone. I was wondering if you could talk with her. Maybe see if you can get her to talk to you? I need your help with her because no one knows what else to do.” Silence on the other end of the line.
“Has she stopped talking?”
“Yes,” Cash says immediately to him.
“That’s not good. She loves to talk and talk. It will drive you crazy because she doesn’t stop.” 1 can just imagine all the late night conversations he has had with her in bed together.
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