All Chapters of The Son of Red Fang: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

“How many girls have you come across with that scent?” I knew Roger would ask that question. Unfortunately for me, Cole does nothing more than shake his head no. Being a delta, Roger knows not to push the issue.“I’m sorry alpha. I planned on telling you of what I smelled but I was wrong to do it the way I did. I had no right to accuse your son. I deserve whatever you feel is proper.” His voice is soft and sad. I can see confusion on Melody’s and Roger’s faces, sadness has come across Annabel’s. “I know there are a very strict set of rules that you follow, Cole. That’s what my notes are about. Where I can I plan on adapting to your rules as, so far, they appear far stricter than anything I would put on anyone. But the punishment aspect of your strict sense of justice will not happen. I will not physically punish you.” “I deserve it alpha.” “Why do you feel that way?” Annabel blurts out. “Do you really think I was able to identify that it was Lucas that put her in that dangerous

“I don’t know anymore. The only reason I even fight to stay alive is because of the girls of my pack. They have no one to turn to for the protection that they need. So many times I had the bare necessities and a handful of money in a single backpack. I had my hand on my window about to open it when a knock on my door pulled me back. I taught all of them a special knock that let me know who was there. After eight at night, the only knock I answer to is theirs. Every single time I was ready to leave the hell I call home I was pulled away by that knock. By a little who had been beaten senseless for a minor infraction. By a little that had been molested or raped by their father or brother. By a little that was suffering from the intense pain of coming into heat before they were old enough to shift and the only thing that relieves them of that pain is for me to hurt them even more. As much as I care about the Jenkins. They are truly the family I should have had and they would be the only o

I’m shaking my head again, ashamed of admitting to another weakness but there’s been too many times that I’ve been injured and while confined to my room I’ve been sickened by eating the food left outside my door. It’s only been over the last five years that the girls I help have started helping me. Whenever they come but discover that I’ve been beaten senseless they provide for me as much as I provide for them. They bring me food and water, medication and daily essentials from the store room when I run out. They help me with my laundry and disposal of my garbage. In return I give them a safe haven, an escape from the rape and abuse that is all to prevalent within the walls of the Red Fang territory. I have developed a symbiotic relationship that I never thought could exist with these littles, something I have a hard time breaking away from. We depend upon each other. I draw a sharp breath in, letting it go so slowly. It’s as if I’m holding it as alpha drags his finger through the ha

“Are you going to hurt me?” “No. I would never hurt a little.” My mind is running a mile a minute planning this little activity.“You said a mistake could be costly. Have you done this before?” Now alpha is asking for additional details as I finish arranging everything. “I have. It’s rare but occasionally I can convince parents to let me teach their pup over my father.” “Have you ever failed?” The one question I expected but really didn’t want to explain. “Yes.” I speak quietly as I motion Madisyn over to me. I get down on one knee, getting to her level as I prepare to teach her a big lesson. “It’s very important that you trust me and follow my directions exactly. Just like at the table, not following my directions will hurt. Me more than you but the potential for both is there. If I tell you to be loose, then I need you to be floppy. Nice and jiggly. When I tell you to freeze, you get stiff as a board. Do you understand?” She nods her head almost giggling.“I’m glad you’re r

“Hey Jessa , I heard you’ve been a bit under the weather. How are you doing this evening?” “Better, thanks. How may I help you?” “You’re always so straight to the point. Are you busy right now?” “No. Just finished cleaning up after having dinner with Alpha Pierce. Do you need me to stop by?” “I would appreciate it if you could come out to the common room. I’ve got a young man, Alpha Cole, who’s a prospect in my medical room upstairs. He was in the wing all day Tuesday, he was stable enough to set him up in the room next to mine Wednesday afternoon but I’ve had to bounce him around between the comfort room in the wing and the medical room upstairs. We had a significant discovery this morning in his blood work and I need your help to determine if it’s safe to continue trying to keep him here or if we’ve hit the point of transferring him to general.” “That doesn’t sound too good. I’ll be out there in ten to fifteen minutes.” “Thank you. I appreciate it.” “No problem alpha.” I han