Chapter 180

Adelaide’s POV

Lance said, “We’re going to be mates. No need for formalities. Go be with him. I’ve had paper and ink prepared. I know Cedric started learning to read at three. He must remember how to write.”

I nodded. “Alright. Let’s eat first. I’ll ask him afterward.”

After Lance left, Cedric relaxed and ate greedily, sticking close to me.

His gaunt face and thin frame made it clear how much he’d suffered.

“Eat slowly,” I whispered.

His wolf eyes narrowed as he ate–a stray pup’s instinct.

Only when my pheromones signaled safety did he case his grip on the bowl.

He ate quickly, finishing almost all the meat and sandwiches.

While clearing the table, my nails brushed against old scars on his wrists–teeth marks from chains.

After cleaning up, I set out paper and ink.

Holding his frail wrist, I said, “I know you can write. Even if it’s been a while, the characters you learned are still there. Tell me–how did you escape? What happened after?”

As I opened the inkwell, tears dropped onto the table.

Bathing him earlier, I’d seen the countless scars on his body, old and new.

shifted, lacking a werewolf’s healing

crooked.

tears with his hands, shook his head, and gave a

eyes and hollow cheeks made him seem

was alive, I’d have

was ready.

from malnutrition and abuse,

hand to steady

minutes, he began to write

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for him. He just couldn’t

him to scrawl out a word,

took me a

up at him with my swollen

like a knife stabbing into

whimpered

visited my mother to

Alpha Zander, fearing he’d meet the same

her, but she remained

worried too–about my

her courtyard, I saw

looked up with concern and

a little sad, but I’ll be

forgotten about it, but

to buy lollipops to cheer

waiting for my mating ceremony, I spent over a year playing with the kids, easing their fears of losing

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