The Son of Red Fang by Diana Sockriter novel Chapter 407

Chapter 407

I can tell that I’ve gotten his attention even if the s*** watashee

I’m in a clearing in the woods. It’s southwest of the playground There’s a river to the wast and about a dozen man made, one tooth shacks are in the clearing heard muffed crane and it let me here. I need alpha.

I try to emphasize my need in the hopes to get him moving

I’ve got his number. I’ll call him. He finally reassures me.

“Thank you.”

I remain silent but still in the link waiting to see if jamie needs any more information to relay to the alpha. It’s only after he closes the link that I get back to what’s in front of me.

I close my eyes as I enter into a partial shift, yet another thing they made assumptions on. The only reason I refused to open my eyes when I went into a partial while holding Madilyn was mostly because of the severe concussion that I had going on. The way my eyes look like the devil’s doesn’t give me much confidence when I’m around others which is the other reason I hesitated so badly but Beta Patrick, unlike alpha, was completely wrong. I have to partially shift in order to mark the girls so I’ve gotten used to the way my eyes work in a partial as I’ve only fully shifted twice after that

very traumatic first time.

I have found the partial shift quite useful in a variety of situations. Right now, I need his heightened sense of sight and hearing, while his claws are beneficial in any potential battle.

I creep silently into the clearing, freezing as soon as I hear the slightest sound. I turn my head

slowly waiting for my ears to pick up where the sound came from, a major downfall towards staying

mostly human.

I hear the sound again. This time it sounds like feet rubbing against something soft like a blanket or

mattress. I freeze again not wanting to lose the sound as muffled cries can now be heard but nothing

else. No instructions, no hitting, stumbling or anything else to indicate a struggle outside of her

muffled cries. This makes me wonder if there’s multiple wolves involved and if they’re from the same

pack. Unfortunately for both of us, the swollen river from last night’s rains has put me at a disadvantage. I may be able to hear her faint cries but I can’t pinpoint which shack they’re hiding in. So I do the only thing I feel I can in this situation. Slowly, I make my way to the shack closest to me

not knowing who or what lies inside.

While I creep my way forward I try to come up with a plan. Do I want to just burst in? But what if it’s some misunderstanding? I’d look like a fool. But I know deep down exactly what’s going on. You don’t grow up in a pack where this is taught to be a normal thing and not know the tale tell signs: that a she–wolf is being assaulted.

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