“As soon as he was well enough to travel I would have helped him get in contact with the alpha he wants to be with and I would have moved him to a location that the alpha would be able to retrieve him from.” “Why would you do that? Why would you prevent him from receiving the justice he deserves?” Dallas is livid with the idea. “Unfortunately your idea of the justice Cole deserves and mine are polar opposites. Even if he was doing what he is simply rumored to be doing, he doesn’t deserve to be brutally tortured.” My comment has all three of the council members looking at me intently. “You believe the individual that was attacked this morning is being tortured?” Marie is the first to speak. “In front of those who hate him, who believe he deserves what he’s getting is not the time to discuss why Cole is trying to run.” “I understand but we do need to know if you supported his efforts.” “Jamie is an avid explorer. When he expressed concern over getting lost in our territory I supp
“Thank you for your input. Considering you were involved in fighting but no major injuries have occurred, the standard punishment of ten hits with your security guard, Delta Ashton, handling the belt Thursday evening after dinner under Alpha Whiteman’s supervision is what you will receive, Delta Washington. Gamma Chaplin, with consideration to the fact that there are no direct witnesses towards you fighting anyone combined with your cooperation in the investigation, we agree that physical punishment will not be given to you.” Arthur finishes up the physical punishment aspect of this group’s meeting. “However,” Daniel starts where Arthur left off. “The fact that Alpha Redmen ordered the three of you….” “Five, sir.” Amos tries to interrupt politely. “All five of you were ordered to attack the alpha’s son?” He’s stunned that it could possibly be true. “Yes sir.” Max confirms Amos’s statement. Daniel has to stop and rethink what he wants to say after such a revelation being shared.
“Under what grounds do we have for doing such a thing?” Arthur sounds surprised that Andre would make such a request. “My father used the link to torture Cole for weeks when he first got here. He also set everything up for Cole to be attacked by five of his pack members knowing Cole would run after dad abandoned him here.” Andre sounds exasperated that he has to even explain what they are already aware of. “Can you explain why your brother would agree to leave Crimson Dawn just to run back to them after twelve weeks at White Ridge? If things are so bad at Red Fang for him why did he choose to return and why is he choosing now to try and run?” I’m shocked at the sudden callousness that Arthur has towards Cole. “Alpha Whiteman and I met with the three of you multiple times concerning the attack Cole was under where his father was using his broken linking ability to torture him. All of you agreed that it was torture and approved using the link blocking medication. Why are you suddenl
“I can’t tell them all that.” He speaks without being spoken to. “It’s okay, Amos. Give us his message.” Marie encourages. He shakes his head. “It’s not nice.” “We won’t penalize you no matter what is said. Please, tell us his message.” Arthur also encourages. Amos finally nods as he places his hands over his ears. “Andre, you need to slow down and concentrate. Your distance makes this very difficult.” It doesn’t take long for Amos to start concentrating on his link.“He says that he can’t believe Cole was correct about the council. He’s overheard Cole tell Jamie several times that he refuses to get the council involved because it doesn’t do him any good. That they only make things worse for him. Up until now, he simply thought that maybe his dad was paying off the local council members that came to investigate after Cole returned from each of his other runs. He truly wanted to believe that the council was formed to help wolves in bad situations like his brother is in but now h
(Cole’s POV)I awaken slowly to the rudeness of immeasurable pain. I can’t help but yelp just to find that the sound of my own painful cry causes me even more discomfort. It takes a concerted effort to settle into a quiet whimper yet somehow I do manage it. “Try to relax, Cole. I hit the call button to see if I can get you some pain killers.” I cringe at the sound of his kind, yet familiar voice. “Good afternoon, Dr. Moore. How may I help you?” I yelp harshly as I cover my ears in an attempt to dull the sound of the voice coming over the speaker. “Cole has woken up and seems to be in a lot of pain. Can you check his chart for the next dose of Vicodin?”“Yes sir.” I’m curled into the fetal position by the time the short conversation concludes. It’s only when I feel hands gently rubbing the tops of mine that I react again, rather over react to the simple stimulation. Yelping and screaming I fight back. It doesn’t matter that my head is already screaming in pain, I’m weak and that’
(Cole’s POV)I sit upon the cold, hard, unforgiving tile floor as I struggle to recover. My stomach flips violently as I lean my back against the coolness of the tub. I pull my knees to my chest, knowing that my need to hurl is done, I lay my head upon my arms. The flood gates I was desperately trying to keep at bay finally break loose of their confinement and I can’t help but bawl. For the first time ever I regret the decision not to talk, to not take Alpha Black’s offer of sanctuary from the impending doom. How could I have dismissed so easily the help Jamie could have provided me? How could I have been so careless to forget the help he has provided me over the last two years? Just because I’m not conscious enough to remember him being there doesn’t mean I haven’t been told. Olivia has repeatedly told me stories about Jamie bringing me back to my room. How he and his father have used glue to seal the worst of my wounds. She has even heard her father brag about the beatings he’s giv
(Jamison’s POV)I knew today would be hard, I just didn’t anticipate how hard it would be. Last night was the first time Cole has slept since returning to Dr. Moore’s house two days ago. As soon as I get into a decent slumber I’m awakened by his screams as he begs out loud to be left alone. These very real nightmares often trigger his asthma resulting in me having to fight him to get the nebulizer mask on him. I’ve gotten more sleep than him but we’re both running on fumes and it pains me to wake him this morning. He finally found some peace and managed to fall asleep sometime after I did, which for me, was two this morning. I managed to get up around eight giving me plenty of time to grab breakfast and start packing my bags. Considering all the extra supplies Alpha Black is sending home with me, I’ve got a large amount to get out to the boarding area. I move quietly around the room pulling all the items I unpacked from the closet and dresser, folding them before placing them in my
“Dad took the belt, hit me with my clothes on until I collapsed from the pain before picking me up and tying me to his chair. He talked while he worked which is how I found out that Kris’s belting would be his age four times. Dad wanted him to feel this one. I begged for him not to as I had known for a long time what that meant. Kris took fifteen more with his clothes on before receiving thirty without. First round was with clothes from me. Second round was the loop end from dad. He was whimpering by the time dad stopped but he didn’t fight until dad pulled his pants down. He then received his age first with the loop end then with the buckle end. He stopped abusing me. Started acting as if I didn’t exist until I turned fifteen. It was three years later when dad started consulting him on punishments and scheduling time to give me to him.”“What has he done to you?” I whisper in complete shock as to what he’s shared with me. He has never gone in depth like that before. “I’ve already t