All Chapters of The Son of Red Fang: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

There’s something about his refusal to talk that tells me he’s determined to leave in July and I can’t stand the idea of him leaving me. I feel this is a unique situation where we are completely alone and I can push him a little farther than I normally would to get answers from him. “I understand that you don’t want to talk about breaking into your father’s computer. I get that, I really do. This room is soundproof and no one is going to bother us. I need you to open up to me. It’s a lot to ask of you but it seems like you’re determined to return home and I need to understand why.” I explain my position gently as I slowly walk back to the desk. He’s completely stopped working on the computer, staring at me intently. Worry and fear consume him as he briefly makes eye contact with me. I watch him as he takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. A clear sign that I spiked his anxiety. Using that to my benefit is a dangerous move but I’m hoping to get him angry instead of the normal ch

“The power?” I can't help but question. “Yes sir. It was when she brought me Annabel that she told me that not only did the marking relieve her intense pain and overwhelming fatigue but it prevented the pack members from assaulting her. She begged me to provide that same relief to Annabel.” “Now you said before that your father discovered these marks and called you to his office about a week after you did it. You also mentioned just a few minutes ago that he started punishing you monthly. What made you believe, other than the timing, that he was punishing you for the markings?” “Whenever he punishes me he rants about what I’ve done wrong. ‘You filthy rapist, how dare you mark a pup.’ Tends to stay with you awhile.” He stays silent for a minute after finishing the statement. I remain quiet as well, giving him a minute to digest the memories of such atrocities. “I understand the purpose behind the markings, the reason they look for you when you’re gone. When I was on rotation at di

“You had that much foresight at nineteen?” “Honestly, at the time I didn’t know what I was going to do with the access, the information. All I knew was I had to have the information. Something inside me was guiding me, causing me to obsess over figuring out how to get back into my dad’s computer. I controlled the urge for two months before I cracked under the pressure of my own brain relentlessly asking ‘what else does he have in that file? What could he be planning to do with it?’” “He changed his computer’s background screen which made it harder to recognize that I was in it. I had actually accessed it about two hours before then but I saw the mouse cursor moving so I backed out and gave him time to get off of it. It didn’t take me long to make copies of the file with my name on it and several others that I felt might be useful. The Big Brother program was a bit harder to copy. I had to repeat the process of getting into my dad’s computer then figure out the programming before I

(Cole’s POV)The kindness Alpha has shown me while working on his computer wasn’t something I expected considering how our conversation about my pack went. I am dying inside to leave the hell that I live behind but I have never challenged his threat. I have only been at another pack for three months at the most before being sent home. With me now passing the two month mark last week I’m certain he’s pacing his office and taking his frustrations out on any wolf that crosses his path the wrong way. I’ve heard rumors that when I’m not home things tend to get rough for the omega and gamma helpers of the pack, even worse for the female pups the longer I stay away from home. The more Alpha talks about me staying the harder I have to work to convince myself to leave. My mate is here and Alpha has been nothing but supportive over the last several months. Even when he gave me space after the duel with Lucas he was still very supportive even though it was indirect. I am further surprised whe

(Jessa’s POV) It’s been a month since I last saw Cole. As much as I want to be near him, the pull isn’t nearly as strong for me as it is for him. While his wolf has been given the opportunity to heal, now that the silver that was slowly poisoning his body was successfully removed two months ago, my wolf hasn’t been so lucky. For the first time in years my wolf is awake and searching for him. I can actually feel her inside me, hear her whimper for the mate she longs for but this new activity with her comes at a price for me. While it’s mild, I recognize the classic symptoms of silver withdrawal and the cold-like symptoms I came down with the day he arrived has slowly morphed into flu-like aches plaguing my entire body. I’ve gone through repeated withdrawals from silver poisoning over the three and a half years that I was a rogue, bouncing in and out of packs like the pinball inside an arcade game until Dr. Pierce found me three years ago. She knew Alpha Demetri was looking for some