Madilyn is calm and more relaxed so I roll to my side allowing her to sit up in the bed. Her eyes are now more curious than fearful but both are still easily seen within them. “Did he make you go to school?” Madilyn asks with a yawn. “No. For the first time in years he believed me. He turned off my alarm and waited until I was asleep before he left. I woke up around lunch after the kitchen staff left lunch on my desk. Next to the tray of food were two prescription bottles and a note underneath.Dad wasn’t one to apologize but that note was the closest he ever came to one. He kept me out of school for a week and I got to meet and spend time with the injured rogue. Everything changed after that. He incorrectly believed that I was an empath but I never developed the ability to feel what they were feeling. The intense emotional distress that abused and endangered wolves experienced simply manifested into severe stomach cramps, nausea and vomiting. When I was eighteen the council came
“I’d like to ask you a few questions about your sexual activity and do a brief exam checking for any wounds that are related to sexual diseases.” “You’re not going to find anything of that nature on me.” “I understand that you’re very sore in that area which is why I’m going to do the exam in the water.” I explain as I put gloves on.“I know you mentioned that other packs haven’t done this type of exam on you before.” I pause as he slowly nods his head. “Yes sir, I’ve never had to submit to the testing or exam.” “It doesn’t surprise me that you haven’t. Three years ago the council removed it as a required part of the physical in order to allow smaller packs that couldn’t afford all the testing the ability to participate in the prospect program. The larger packs are supposed to still be running everything listed on the physical but a lot have stopped.” “But you do everything by the book.” He speaks tiredly. “I realize it’s quite awkward to have a male, especially the alpha, do t
I sigh as I nod. “I think we’re going to have to this round.” “How are you thinking of doing it?” “The two large black straps that go around him and the bed. I’m going to make some accommodations so he’s more comfortable though.” Angela nods as she goes back to the counter. Cole’s skin flinches every time I hear her put a set of restraints away. I watch her silently as she kneels beside the bed and starts attaching the restraint system to the underside of it. “I’m going to start laying you down, Cole. This is only temporary and I won’t leave your side.”“I can’t do this. I’m scared and weak. I’m sorry alpha. So, so sorry.” He’s whining hard as I persuade him down onto the bed, laying with him while Angela lifts his legs onto the bed. I feel him grab hold of my shirt as he buries his face into my neck. I stay with him as he whimpers through his fears, waiting for him to calm much like I still do for Damian any time he has to have something big done in the hospital wing. “I need
“He said he was doing okay until one hit him in the stomach and another hit him in the head. The combination caused him to collapse long enough for Andrew to grab his hands and tie them behind his back. That’s the first time he linked with me. I tried to get Dr. Pierce’s attention but my voice just wouldn’t work. My mind was awake but I couldn’t do anything. I could hear Jamie with the link and Dr. Pierce in the room. I told him my situation and we both prayed to the moon goddess Diana that you might change your mind. He was struggling to stay awake when you explained their punishment. All he heard was all three would be presenting you their bare ass in your office before lunch today.”“I’m impressed. I’ll have to make note of his honesty. Do you remember how we said I was strict and unforgiving?” “Yes sir.” He’s becoming a lot more relaxed as Angela makes a second pass around the abscess. It looks as if she’s going in deeper this time but he’s not showing any signs of pain from it
“First base is kissing. Anything from light peck kisses to full blown making out. Skin to skin touch of the male’s abdomen and chest as well as touching the female’s abdomen are also part of first base. Second base is fondling the female’s breast and third is engaging in sexual stimulation without intercourse.”“So home, as you called it, would be sex?” “Vaginal and anal sex is home base. Oral sex and digital penetration or fingering is a part of third and still has the potential to spread diseases if you’re not careful.” “Thank you alpha.” “For what?” I’m truly surprised. “For using the technical terms instead of the nicknames young people give them. They were terms I understood.” “I thought Red Fang schools went out of their way to educate kids about sex.” “Up until the eighth grade, yes. In the early grades it’s the standard stuff. Only a man and a woman can make a baby and these are their body parts. It gets more intense in the eighth grade. Permission slips are sent home ev
“Angela is going to give us a minute to find something comfortable for you. Grab hold of me. It’s okay.” He finally lowers his arm, resting it on my side. I wiggle my arm around until it falls into the crook of his neck. His eyes are closed and his body stiff, flinching hard as my fingers touch his hair near the base of his skull. I slowly drift my hand down to his neck keeping my touch like a feather, barely perceptible but still there. He responds instantly, his fear response to any type of submission stimulus is intense. He chokes on a hard whine as he ducks his head down into my shoulder. He holds his breath several seconds before letting it out and doing it again. His body is shaking and his hands have closed into tight fists on the back of my shirt.“Do you think you can hold that position with him?” Angela has come over with the next round of lidocaine. “Can you reach the area you need?” I can feel her behind me pushing his hair out of the way of the cut. “I need you to s
“Have you given her any medication?” Angela continues her interview. “I bit in half the medication I use.” “So approximately a quarter mil of Ativan and two mil of Zofran.” “Yes ma’am. How did you know?” “It’s the only scripts you have, I just never asked why.” Madilyn has finally drank the medication Angela gave to her. “Do you think you can stand on the scale for me?” Angela asks as she picks Madilyn up. She shakes her head all the way to the scale but manages to stand long enough for Angela to get a weight on her before bringing her back. “What about you, Dem? You’re about the roughest I’ve seen since med school.” I sigh deeply as I look at her. “I guess so considering you only resigned from full time council work and came home three years ago. I don’t think you’ve been here when I’ve been hit with a wolf in need.” “I’m sorry.” Cole’s voice is meek again. I look beside me, catching his gaze. “Don’t be. I’ve been on medication for this stuff since I was twelve.” He clos
(Cole’s POV)I’m crazy nervous and can’t believe what I’ve just done. To even suggest doing this. To even consider touching the alpha’s own daughter is absurd and dangerous. I can only begin to imagine the bare bottom belting I’m going to receive for even suggesting this. It doesn’t matter if he decides to trust me or not. I’ve closed my eyes after answering his question, telling him the terms of what I can do to help Madilyn. He started pacing when I stopped talking, raising my anxiety. Yet I knew this would be the end result the moment Luna came into the room. I could smell the pain and fear that this little girl was suffering before she was even brought into the room and I have sacrificed myself, my own well being, every single time a little has smelled like that. I cringe as I open my eyes. Madilyn’s cries from the pain she’s in has baffled her parents and her doctor, increasing the guilt I feel knowing that I’m the one causing her such misery. Alpha has stopped in front of the
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