Chapter 166 A Good Child
Laila’s POV:
Raymond also wrote that he had tried to run away countless times, but he was always caught and dragged back.
Every time they were sent out to beg, someone watched nearby. Most of them had crippled legs and couldn’t run far. When they were caught, they were beaten badly.
After a while, he didn’t dare run anymore.
His heart grew hopeless. Numb.
On top of that, those people made them drink a kind of drug. They had to take it every few days. If they didn’t, they would feel sick and miserable. They couldn’t live without it.
He paused, then wrote again. “These past few days I craved it too, but it was lighter.”
I asked, “Why? Does the effect weaken over time”
Raymond shook his head and slowly wrote, “Because I saw you. It didn’t hurt as much.”
My heart felt like something squeezed it hard. It ached and stung at the same time.
Nita let out a low whimper deep in my mind. She hurt too.
Raymond looked completely exhausted after writing all that, like a lamp that had burned through all its oil.
“Rest first. We’ll talk about the rest later.”
I quickly said that, then carried him to the bed, tucked a blanket around him, and watched him close his eyes.
But I couldn’t bring myself to leave.
I was afraid that if I stepped away for even a moment, everything in front of me would collapse like a dream. When I woke up, he would be gone.
“Damn it! We have to wipe out those Umbra Order scum. They even targeted kids. It’s unforgivable!”
Nita roared in my mind.
“Yes. You’re right.”
I answered in anger, then shifted into my wolf form and carefully curled around him. Maybe my strong scent reassured him. His tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.
But my heart still felt like it was being stabbed over and over with steel needles. The pain was unbearable.
God, he was only seven years old. He should have been running wild in the pack at that age. What had he gone through these past two years?
Beatings. Hunger. Despair. Addiction.
I didn’t dare imagine it.
The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to tear those people to pieces.
Raymond slept for a full day and night this time. I didn’t move for that entire day and night either.
When he finally woke again and looked at me with those amber eyes, I knew it was real.

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