All Chapters of The Son of Red Fang: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Lucas is squeezing down hard on my hands, desperate to keep himself from yelping as the sting of my beta’s hits easily penetrate the thin cloth of his boxers. My beta is strong and obviously angry as he approaches the seventh hit. Lucas lets out a shrill yelp on number eight and fights the last two causing them to land across his back instead of his ass.Patrick steps away silently as Lucas falls to the floor, whimpering hard from his spanking. “I’m sorry the last two strayed, Boss. Hopefully I didn’t hurt him. I couldn’t adjust my strength to account for his struggle.” “He’ll be fine.” I reassure him as I take the belt and hang it back on the wall. Patrick leaves to get cleaned up before dinner as I approach my son, crying on the floor.I sit down with him, sliding one leg through his bent ones and the other around his back. I wrap my arms around him and pull him into my chest aiming his head for my neck. “What the hell, dad?” He yells as he pulls from my grip. “Don’t fight me. T

“You managed to graduate a full year early?” Patrick voices how impressed we both feel. For him to turn his schooling around that quickly is a sure testament to his intelligence and perseverance. “Nearly a year, yes sir. It made it a lot easier to get into the apprenticeship with Jon. Dad was under the belief that I dropped out of school. I think that made him a little more willing to let me move in with the Jenkins three months after I turned eighteen.” It’s as he’s talking that several of us notice Madilyn quietly crawl out of her seat beside Lucas. She’s had tears falling for several minutes but I didn’t want to interrupt Cole to ask what was wrong. She makes her way in between her mom and I, gently placing her tiny hand in mine. “What’s wrong, Lynnie?” I ask her softly as I gather her into my arms. “My tummy hurts again. I don’t want to eat.” She whimpers as I bring her against my chest. “I know it hurts, baby. Mine got tight too. Is that why you started hitting Lucas?” Her

He pulls away from me but his head is bobbing, almost as if he is fighting sleep but I can tell that it’s different. His refusal to open his eyes is having quite the negative effect on him and he keeps moving towards Madilyn as if he wants to scent her. “Wait, what? What did Lucas tell you that makes you think Demetri would do such a thing?” “That his father would never leave Madilyn with someone who would hurt her. That the pack house was in a frenzy searching for her.” I can’t help but glare at Lucas, who is the only one nonchalantly eating his food at this point, everyone else has stopped. “I saw you with Madilyn before you stopped and tried to sit with Jamie. I will admit that it made me nervous to see you coming from the dorms to the playground in a change of clothes but I know better than to attack you. That’s not the way this pack works. No, I linked with Demetri and he told me that he and Lilly felt it would be good for both of you to be with each other. That you respond

(Cole’s POV) I can’t believe I’m doing it again. Every pack I’ve been to has done this at some point. They act like they like me. They ask questions trying to get to know more about me or my pack but these questions only serve to do one thing, to break me down. Olivia’s screams from being belted by my father, a year after we first met, are tearing through my already sensitive head. The migraine I had when I arrived two nights ago had just started to subside when Lucas’s multiple kicks to my face brought it right back. Madilyn’s gentle snores against my neck seem to be the only thing keeping me from a full on breakdown having such a conversation creates. I push my plate away, cringing as I turn my head into her neck, desperate to keep the innocent little one from experiencing the chaos, the demon that threatens to break loose from within me. “Cole?” I barely hear the alpha’s gentle voice. My breathing is tight and fast making my ribs scream in pain. “Her screams, alpha. Goddess, w

“Let me take Lynnie.” Luna states quietly, taking the sleeping pup from my arms. The weight difference throws me off as I stagger slightly backwards into Dr. Pierce. “What happened at dinner to make you so tense and fearful?” She asks as I try to get out of her hold. “I’m not certain, Angela. It looks like we need to get more information from Demetri.” Luna responds when all I can do is shake my head. “Let’s get you in your room. I’m going to help you get out of your pants before you get in bed. I’m going to use your thigh for the shots and I need to change the bandage on your left leg.” I’m panting hard as I struggle to move, her touch is gentle on my arms as I step forward only to stumble back into her. I’m tense and struggling to contain my desire to fight. My movements are instinctual as I pull my hands away from hers. I whine in frustration as I try to move again towards the room but my muscles just won’t cooperate. Luna backs away as Dr. Pierce struggles with me. She tries a