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#Chapter 20 - Cherry Comes
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I could hear the door of my villa open. “Get off of her!” Maggie shouted.“Or what? What you going to do?” Cherry said, loosening her grip.Past her, I can see the figures of Maggie and the doctor. Standing side by side, their eyes turned yellow, and they growled at her and her gammas. They’re going to attack with no regard for their own safety.Ada paced inside me, and the longer I watched them prepare to put themselves in danger, the angrier she grew towards Cherry and her gammas.“Not our friends,” she raged inside of me as she took over.From my mouth came a voice that didn’t sound like my own. “Stand down,” I strain out through the clutch of Cherry’s hand around my neck. “I will not let you be harm.” They stop as if almost in a trance-like state. They lower their heads slightly, though their bodies remain hunched as if waiting for my command. Fear flashes across Cherry’s face and she releases me. My eyes tinge in color at her, and I can feel the twist of my bones.“No, Ada!” I be
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“Hold her down!” the doctor shouted to Maggie as Ansel entered the room. Karin tossed and turned on the bed, her wails growing more intense. “We have to keep her still.” He looked up at Ansel. “Sir, we need your help.” “Grab her legs, I have her arms,” Ansel said to Maggie. Working together, they pinned Karin to the bed. Her head rocked back and forth as she slipped in and out of consciousness. “Look at me, Little Wolf,” he coaxed. “Just focus on me.” “It hurts,” she mumbled as she calmed. “Just, please…” She closed her eyes, and her breathing shallowed.“No, Karin,” he said, releasing her arms. He craned her neck. “You can do this.” He removed the hair from her face. “If there is anyone I know that can pull through this it’s you. Do you remember when we were younger, and we went on that dare spree?” He chuckled sadly. “By the end, my hair was blue, and you had poison oak.”A painful smile formed on her lips, and she opened her eyes. “Y-you didn’t look too bad with blue
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My eyes grow to the size of plates. “What?”“I know all about you and your father joining the Full Moon Pack.” He took a pause between words as if waiting for me to deny it, but I didn’t. He nods again. “Good. I hoped that this would be an honest conversation between us. So, Full Moon Pack. Apparently, your father did very well there at first.”I exhale sharply. “Then I guess you know the rest. We’ve always joked that the only thing bigger than your father’s head was his classism, and the only thing bigger than my father’s belly was his ego.”“That we did,” he said with a small smile, and then he grew serious again. “He lost it all.”“And then some. Before I knew it, it wasn’t just the dance class I had to give up, but the clothes off our backs. That’s when the true fun began, the gambling. Overconfidence in a casino is a lethal combination. Nights without lights and heat soon followed, and then he couldn’t hide how bad it really was for us anymore.”“I’m sorry,” he says genuinely, an
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“Wait, it’s not what you think!” I shout as I stumble.Ethan catches me with one arm effortlessly and his smirk turns into a full out grin. “Really? Because from here it looks like I’ve caught you maneuvering on your own.”I pull away from him and hobble to my bed. “Let me guess, this is the part where you out me?”He laughed. “No this is the part where you tell me the truth about how much you’ve been able to do.”I sigh. “I can walk, not perfectly, but a lot better. My hand is still not great, but I feel that it’s slowly healing, and my ribs don’t hurt as much as they did.”“You little faker,” he repeats, and I roll my eyes. “That’s great progress, Karin, seriously. Does that mean that you and Ada are no longer at odds?”“What? How do you know about that?”He lifts the folder in his hand. “Notes from Doc. I need to know everything so that I can effectively form a course of treatment.”“Fine. So are you going to tell anyone?” He shook his head. “Really? Why not?”“Because obviously yo
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