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“We didn’t have
h to feed them. I knew they were going to die, I knew it. Everyone knew it. I could see a in their eyes, Part of me was contemplating putting them out of their misery quickly than letting them die that way.” Ille stops to take in big breaths of air,
in release. pushing them out as if they are emotions he’s trying
“The next day, someone was at our borders saying they needed to see the Luna, that they had a gift. It was enough milk to last a week. They wouldn’t tell us where they were from or why or anything, just that they brought us a gift. They wanted nothing in return, just dropping off the coolers that were filled with ice, and they left promising to come back the next week with more. As the weeks kept coming and the pups needed more and more, the supply increased with their needs. Never a week was missed, the couples that delivered. them either in heat or already pregnant. They just said it’s a gift, not revealing anything. It’s as if they were scared to give out any information.” A single tear slips out of eyes that must; have cried rivers.
“It was Rya who did this. She is the one who feeds the twins. She hated Kennedy, yet she took it upon herself to save her young like they were her own. She texts me all the time. I just don’t know how to thank her properly. What do I say, thank you? I just feel it’s not enough. I can’t repay her for what she’s done for me. I have nothing to offer her that she would even take from me because she isn’t that kind of wolf, is she?” He knows her well. She is the least selfish wolf I have ever met, and I let her slip through my fingers.
Caleb is here in the morning, a little later than usual, smelling of old whiskey and dirty crotch. My brothers should thank me for having the basement; I was the reason why they finished it in the first place. Those days are over with. Never again will I do that.
He looks tired, like he hasn’t slept all night. No bowl in hand. My stomach has gotten used to this time of feeding; even my mouth is dripping with anticipation of being fed. He’s carrying a flowered silk robe instead.
“Mom said to untie you.” He looks a little put off by this. His phone chimes. Before releasing me, he takes it out of his pocket, and a wicked smile comes across his face as he throws the material at my face.
He’s laughing to himself, texting something into the phone.
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“Look at her.” He holds up the phone for me to see feet in the sand with water lapping at
her ankles.
He reads the screen before typing again.
“Wait for it,” he says to me. “There it is, she’s asking if you’re back yet. Hold still. I want a good picture of you for her. She’s going to have a lot of questions why you’re collared and tied to a pole.” He’s laughing while taking my picture, and the wolf in me crumples with
Avhat she’s about to see.
He texts something back to her.
“I can’t wait for her to see this.” He’s staring at the screen, waiting for her response. He unlocks the clip, that’s attached to the collar. He frowns slightly.
“She must have thought your picture was pretty ugly. She couldn’t even comment on it.” He
places the phone in his pocket.
He takes the collar off, and the Wild contemplates biting his hand, but my mother would
end me if I did that. So I shake out my fur until I feel the cool wind on my skin. I wrap up in
this robe that hardly covers my ass, and he’s trying to take my picture again.
I get into his space quickly before he apologizes. “Sorry, it was a joke. Why can’t anyone take a joke around here?” he mutters while walking beside me.
Walking into the house, my father yells to me, “Call Rya. She needs to talk to you.”
Up in my bedroom, I change into clothes that my mom must have put away for me. The
phone’s on my bedside table. I call Rya, letting it ring and ring until it goes to voice mail.
“Hi, Rya.” I pause, not knowing what to say.
“I heard you wanted me to call you. I’m back, so if you want to give me a call…” I end it
awkwardly, where before there was never any kind of awkwardness once I got to know her.
Later on that day, I try to call her again, but she doesn’t answer before bed. I leave another message, but she doesn’t reply. I don’t blame her.
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Waking up early, I try to call her again. Still no answer. I check my phone for any méssage
t
Clayton is the first message I listen to. It’s from the day I left her crying on the ground.
Tou are a worthle male. His accusations fling at me like blades.
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