I walk with Lilly back over to Cole’s bed. Both he and Madilyn appear to be sleeping. I guide Lilly to the stool I was sitting in before I started then stopped giving his medication to him. She sits down gently as I do the same on the bed. I run my hand through his hair a couple times before speaking to him. “Cole, I’m sorry for the delay. It looks like my helper has fallen asleep for the night. You met Luna Lilly this morning when we discovered the injuries to your chest and abdomen. She’s going to coach you through the slow count as I give you the steroid. Unfortunately, the feeder we have been using won’t do this smaller amount over an hour so I will give it by hand over about a minute.” I feel him nod his head in my hand as I place my hand in his. “Lilly, he can’t handle anything on his neck but gently rubbing the back of his head seems to be quite comforting. Put your hand where mine is.” I can feel that Lilly is a lot more timid in being hands on with Cole then I am. Unfortu
“Keep talking to me Cole. It will distract you from the shots. I’m going to take the first one slow but the rest will go fast, in a straight line down your arm. Just stay still for me.” I place his arm in a relaxed position so that I can easily access the muscle. “Tell me more about what's going on with this luna. You said you don’t like her. Why? Did she do something to you? Before she started accusing you of rape?” He sighs heavily but surprisingly decides to talk.“Alpha Andre is the next in line for the pack leader. Dad has spent a ton of money going to every pack in the lower forty-eight that has an unmated luna in an effort to find his fated mate. They succeeded in finding her but she was the only child of Alpha Oliver in California. Alpha Oliver was very selective about who would take over his pack and found out about my father’s reputation. As a result, he refused to simply accept Alpha Andre as his daughter’s mate. Instead he created a series of tasks to test his character
“No, Alpha. It didn’t go over well. Three days after I was taught a lesson by Andre, dad made a special point of publicly reinforcing that lesson in front of Luna Sasha and the higher ranks of the pack.”I can tell by his eyes, breathing and hands that he’s headed into a flashback. Since he’s skirting around the exact nature of what these lessons are I don’t want him to get too deep. I gently place my hands upon his fists as they curl around the blanket he’s sitting on. He startles me when he yelps, pulling his hands away and quickly assuming a defensive and protective position with them in front of his face. I gently place my hands on his again, calmly persuading him to lower his defenses. His eyes are filled with fear as I apologize for startling him before encouraging him to continue. “Per the contract with Alpha Robert the union ceremony happened three weeks later, exactly six months after she came into the pack. About a month later was the first time my dad grabbed a hold of me
“So what’s on your mind, boss? The only time we eat this late without your twins is if you have something big going on.” I nod my head as I jot down a few more things. My notes look more like lists right now but they’re enough to remember my train of thought when I go back to them later. “I’m getting involved with the prospects this time around.” I see Damian and Lucas slow down their eating as I come straight out with the main aspect of tonight’s meeting. “You’re always involved with the prospects, Demetri. You always have. More than any alpha that I know of that’s involved in this program.”“Yes, I do tend to be more involved than the average alpha as, considering the pure size of my pack, I’m extremely picky as to who I bring back let alone who I transfer in but that’s not what I’m talking about. This is beyond the meet and greet as they get off the bus. My insistence on being the main speaker for orientation and going through all the paperwork I have each of you do regarding t
“Dad, you said earlier that those of us that have seen the injuries on Cole haven’t seen the full picture. I saw his chest and abdomen when we interrupted a dream of his this morning. His injuries looked painful and raw.” “Your mom saw the same thing Damian. The only thing Pat saw was the burn on his leg.” “He’s been burned?” Lilly whispers in shock. “He is in a lot worse shape than anyone knows. I’ll tell all of you what I told Xavier, I’m not certain that we’ve even found everything that’s going on with him but I can say this is one of the worst cases of abuse that I’ve seen in the ten years that I’ve been working with the warrior program.”“What have you found Demetri? Like you said, I only saw a nasty burn on his leg.” I sigh as I pull out the picture I printed off of his chest. “The cuts and bruises that are crossing his chest we have also found on his back, bottom, the backs of both thighs, his abdomen, across the front of his left thigh and his groin.” Everyone stops eati
Patrick has gone back to eating slowly, looking to be deep in thought as he does. The entire table is quiet when Damian randomly blurts out what he’s asked me about earlier today. “He acts like a pup.” We all stop and look at him as he quietly plays with his food. “I don’t know why that’s bothering me still, but it is.” “What do you mean he acts like a pup?” Patrick asks. “When I couldn’t handle Red Fang’s whining about the track anymore, I took a break and visited Cole in the wing. I’ve never seen such confusing behavior before. He’s absolutely terrified of dad. Yet once everything calmed down and dad was able to convince him he wasn’t in trouble. He became a pup. Even though he jerked and twitched with dad’s every touch, just like a pup, dad holding him was what he needed to calm down.” Patrick is looking straight at me with his head cocked to one side, silently asking the question everyone wants to know. “Right now Cole is very sick and injured. As a result of his weakened
I reach over to Lilly, who’s sitting to my right, and run my hand gently through her hair. She sighs as she leans into me, I know hearing about Cole’s condition is wearing her down. I sigh myself as I continue. “The biggest problem I’m having right now is him not talking. He was willing to explain what was going on between him and Luna Sasha but he was unwilling to go into any details as to what his brother did to teach him a ‘lesson’ when he tried to warn him that she was a loose woman or what his father did to reinforce that ‘lesson’ in front of Sasha.” I put air quotes around lesson both times to bring emphasis to Cole’s wording. “It is extremely complicated and difficult to get an adult who isn’t willing to talk out of an abusive situation. If I had a child in this condition or even if he was a day away from turning twenty-one, I could act immediately and protect him from returning to Red Fang.” “Couldn’t you just explain the protection orders to him? That if he talked you cou
“Even though Jon wanted Cole to move in he didn’t trust him with the kids?” Patrick finally found his voice again. “I don’t think Jon anticipated getting injured during training and being held at the hospital until midnight when he brought Cole into the home. While he wanted to give Cole a break from his father. I also feel he was uncertain as to the truthfulness of the rumors surrounding Cole and the pups. So I’m certain after getting hurt and spending hours in the hospital it was easy to take his frustration out on Cole.” I pause for a quick drink before continuing the story. “Jamie’s mom woke him up asking the same question. He said it pissed him off when she did. When the two of them got to Cole’s room he was in a full panic attack begging Jon to beat him.” “If he didn’t do anything more than wash the kids, why did he want to get beaten?” Dasha asks. “Jamie said that Jon kept asking the same question but Cole’s panic wasn’t something that Jon could easily calm. Cole told J
The very breath I breathe is knocked right out of me as he has never commanded me to do anything. Even his father has made a strangled growl in response to his statement. “Even though you are an alpha, I am commanding you to come back.” His tone has softened but the seriousness in his voice has not. “I will return or I will die trying.” I somehow manage to whisper. Luna steps up next as Alpha Damian steps back wrapping her arm around me as Madilyn grabs my neck. I can feel Madilyn trying to wrap herself around me. Luna loosens her hold as I timidly take the young pup into my arms. “No! Don’t leave!” She starts off yelling. “You don’t deserve your daddy. He hurts you when you’re a good wolf. Please stay. My daddy can be your daddy. I promise I’ll share him.” She barely makes it through the last two sentences before breaking down crying. I hold her tightly as I look at luna’s face, her cheeks wet with tears. “I’m sorry.” Is all I can manage to whisper as she takes the little one
(Cole’s POV)It’s a shock to say the least to see Lucas come out to the porch let alone to see what appears to be a forced apology from him. I have a hard time believing what he has to say. I have never heard of Wolfington Academy and the only hint he gave was that he would go away. Not something I would ever want to happen to a newly shifted teen but I certainly wouldn’t want him to continue being a danger to the preshifts either. It’s been easy enough the last few months for me to avoid interacting with him even though I have sincerely missed the twins. These last two months, while they have been terribly hard and mentally painful for me, have also been the best for showing me the support I will have when I’m not myself. Alpha and luna both have gone out of their way to help me through my own decision to return. Every night luna and the twins would come to my room after dinner with a plate of food wrapped in cling wrap and several drinks. They would put the food and drinks in the
He finally lifts his head and stands from the stairs, walking slowly towards me. Suddenly his pace picks up and has taken on a more aggressive look. I start moving to intercept him as he’s headed straight towards Cole. ‘Stop me. Please dad, I don’t want to hurt him.’ His call for help is real, he genuinely fears hurting Cole. I step quickly into his path, silently wrapping my arms around him. One around his waist, the other under his arm allowing me to curl around and place my hand on the back of his neck. He freezes in place and stifles a yelp as I hold him close. I’m struggling to put together what these new symptoms mean. “Lay your head. I need you to relax so I can submit your wolf without causing you pain.” I whisper in his ear as I guide his head down. He whimpers quietly as I massage his neck looking for the best pressure point. “I need you to talk, Luke. To anyone. I don’t care if you confide in your brother, your mother, any of the doctors or nurses in the wing, tell
I wrap my hands around his, sliding my fingers gently between his hands and hair. He surprises me with how easily he gives up his stimming. “Stand up son.” I keep my voice gentle and reassuring, waiting for him to respond. He fights me briefly as he stands, trying hard to get out of my hold. “No, Cole. Accept the contact.” I persist as I refuse to let him run from me. Surprisingly, it seems he wants to run towards the van picking him up, not back into the house. “Stay with me a moment son. Allow me to calm you.” He relents to my desire, slowly giving me the calm I know he needs to make a rational decision. “I know you heard the conversation. I need to know your thoughts.” “Dad sent him.” He whispers, his voice fearful. “I know. Your dad requested the change but the council honored it so the plan remains the same. You have pack members at White Ridge which gives your father no excuses for picking you up.” He nods against my shoulder before slowly pushing himself away.
“Come.” I state as I gently pull him up and into me. He whimpers and fights briefly before taking hold of me tightly. We simply stand in silence, waiting for the trauma of leaving to subside. I wait for him to push away first, following his lead for when he’s ready to start out towards the front door. “Would you like some Ativan? It won’t take effect until you're well on your way north so it won’t alter your ability to decide to stay or go but it will make the trip easier to handle.” “Please.” Is all he manages to whisper against my neck before he pushes himself up to stand on his own. “Stay.” I whisper just as quietly as I step away from him into the attached bathroom, opening the cabinet and pulling out the low dose Ativan that I keep there. I return in front of him cupping his chin in my hands, lifting his head so he’s looking straight instead of the floor. He whimpers subtly as he pulls away but I don’t allow him to leave me. “Easy there, son.” I whisper as I use my thumbs
His eyes are wide with my explanation but he slowly removes his shirt as I’ve requested. “Put it on my desk.” I keep my calm helping him along when he appears lost. “Please.” He pleads helplessly. “It’s okay.” I try to comfort him. “No sir. It’s not okay. I’m not okay.” “I know. That’s why I’m doing this. Don’t step away.”I instruct as I close the distance between us. He accepts my embrace as I pull him into me again. There’s one test that I’ve never done with him as I’ve respected his sensitivity towards his back being touched but today I’m using that sensitivity to break him down in the hopes that he’ll be better able to handle leaving. It could also lead him into a complete breakdown requiring me to place him on a mental health hold but I’m taking my chances. “What are you going to do to me?” He asks as he struggles to lay his head on my shoulder.“I’m going to touch your back.” I explain as I guide his head down and pet the back of his head. “Please, sir. You don’t know h
It’s as we sit in silence that his frantic sobs finally quiet and are slowly replaced by the steady rhythm of his slightly wheezed snore. He hasn’t slept or ate right in the last two months and his condition shows it easily as he’s nearly back to the same weight he was when he got here despite our efforts to counteract his depression by upping his medication. I close my eyes and lay my cheek against his head as I listen to everything around me. I reassigned everyone that normally helps in the pack house to other tasks, closed the med wing with the exception of emergencies and canceled all the meetings that were scheduled today. I knew today would be tough but nothing could have prepared me for the brutal reality of this young man choosing to leave. The pack house is eerily quiet as if the house has been swallowed whole in preparation for the sadness, the sheer trauma of his departure. I have no idea how long I’ve been sitting with him when the shuffle of my mate’s feet starts down t
Friday July 20th; 8am(Cole’s POV) It’s been a month since my meeting with alpha discussing my options for getting out of the hell I call home. I was allowed to take the hard splint off for good two weeks ago but that hasn’t kept me out of the med wing. I’ve been in a steady slide into severe depression and I’ve had to seek the comfort of both alpha and Dr. Pierce when my feelings have become too extreme for me to handle alone. My mood swings have been so wild that I’ve gotten extremely nasty with Jessa. I so much as begged alpha to send her on a trip with Alpha Damian until today because I knew how badly I was hurting her. I didn’t mean to hurt her and I know I’m going to pay dearly for my lack of control when I return. Sleep is scarce at best and eating is nearly impossible. I can’t begin to describe how many times I have screamed myself awake, fighting alpha’s hold around me just to break down and cry in his arms. The anticipation of returning after six months of relative peace
“This is also the reason why we don’t want you to wait for the committee to remove you. The information that your father has access to without much digging on the process says if you make it to the final step in the investigation ten members of the council will move into your pack and you will be simultaneously moved out. The move is permanent no matter if you go to trial or not as the council members that move in are not simply investigating you.” I stop my gentle rub just under the hem of Jessa’s shirt and cock my head slightly as this was where Dr. Pierce had essentially stopped when breaking down the process.“So what are they doing when the committee starts their nine month investigation?” “What they’ve done for ten years now is remove the wolf being investigated to a temporary sanctuary pack within an hour’s drive of the regional committee’s headquarters. The pack has constant contact with the committee and as soon as any feral behaviors are seen the wolf is placed in the pack