Chapter 110
I leave my son in his room under strict house arrest. I took his smartphone, he’s not going to need it while he’s confined to his room. I left him his tv but removed the Roku and WiFi, he’s lucky I’m letting him keep the cable and Xbox hooked up. I’ll come up with my final plan of punishment once I get the report from Angela.
I’m sitting alone in my office. I sent Patrick out to the prospects when dealing with Lucas took longer than I expected. According to Lilly, Damian did great working with Cole. I’m grateful though that Angela kept everything simple. There’s a knock on my door frame, I look up to see Damian standing there.
“Come in, take a seat.”
Damian nods before slowly making his way into the room. He wants to speak but is hesitant.
“It’s okay to talk freely. I’ll let you know when I need you to go on record about what happened between Lucas and Cole.”
He shakes his head, his eyes are sad when he looks at me.
“Is this going to the council?”
“I haven’t decided yet. It depends on the severity of his injuries but I have to make a formal report no matter if it gets elevated to the council or not.”
“He’s sleeping in the same room he was in last night. Dr. Pierce gave him some high level Vicodin and a shot of toradol. I heard Dr. Pierce telling mom that Lucas broke more of his ribs.”
There’s a note of immense sadness in his voice.
“Is Lucas strong enough to even do that or is there something wrong with Cole? His bones shouldn’t break that easily, should they?”
“I’ll have to see Dr. Fawn’s report but considering how Cole is presenting as malnourished right now I imagine it’s possible he may have an underlying weakness to his bones.”
He sighs heavily as he finally sits.
“Are you hungry? Carla brought two plates of food when she realized I wasn’t coming to the hall for lunch. One is all I needed though. I haven’t touched the second.”
I push the plate of food towards him, bringing a soft smile to his face. He eats silently as I scroll through the video feed, concentrating, first, on the playground.
I find and time stamp the feed about a minute before Cole arrives. I fast forward through the feed, watching Cole’s interaction with Jamie. He appears very uncomfortable trying to sit on the bench, which doesn’t sit well with me. I keep going until I reach when Lucas confronts Cole. I leave the sound off and simply watch the body language. Cole is defensive, backing up several times. Madilyn is terrified of her brother and the way he’s acting towards Cole. She clings to Cole without hesitation. Lucas is aggressive, though it’s difficult to tell if it’s his wolf that’s in charge during this confrontation or not.
I cringe when I see the first blow Cole receives. Cole was obviously looking for a way out and Lucas took advantage of that, hitting him hard along his left temple. Damian stops eating, watching my winces as I watch my son beat Cole for no reason other than finding Madilyn with him. I understand his desire to protect his sister but Patrick linked with me. He has the same feelings, an unwillingness to give Cole the benefit of doubt, yet he linked me and asked me about Madilyn instead of flying off the handle and hurting him.
Although the fight is one sided and quite intense, I’m grateful it doesn’t last long. It only takes the bulk of my trainers a minute to realize that this confrontation has changed into a beating and they reacted swiftly to stop it. Everyone knows that kind of behavior is intolerable and it is to be stopped and reported immediately. Patrick, Parker and Damian didn’t fail me there.
I time stamp it again as Cole runs out of view, hugging Madilyn to his body as he does. I save the time stamped section and move on to the room he’s in now. Checking the current feed, he’s looking better, not so bloody but I know the swelling is bad when I can see it on camera. I sigh heavily as Angela’s footsteps approach my desk. I lean back in my chair, steepling my hands as I look up at her.
“He has a significant concussion. The combination of the right side of his head getting slammed into the counter Saturday and now getting punched on the left has me worried. Especially since we need to sedate him so heavily. In addition to the concussion, three of his ribs on the left side are fractured. They are without a doubt from this fight with Lucas as the cracked ribs we found Tuesday are on the back side versus these new ones are in the front. Much easier to see, too. I’ve upped his Vicodin to account for the constant pain he’s going to be in simply trying to breathe which is going to keep him really dopey. I’ve also upped his oral steroid.”
“Do you think the condition he came in made it easier for Lucas to create such severe injuries?”
“I’m not certain. I’ll have to go through his chart and look at what we’ve tested him for and what’s come back.”
I nod my head silently as Patrick and Parker come in and sit down.
“I trust that getting Blue Fang and Blue Mountain off the bus was uneventful.”
“Yes sir. I called all the prospects that were testing on the track together and explained that after what happened between Lucas and Cole that testing was ending early. They were given the instructions to go to their dorms, get a quick shower and head to lunch. Afterwards they were free to explore and get to know others that are a part of the program. Blue Fang and Blue Mountain were given similar instructions. Take their stuff to their rooms, report for lunch, then chill until dinner.”
“Good. Thank you. Angela, do you have anything else?”
“He has a large gash on the inside of his mouth that I closed with surgical glue. His lip is cut, his nose and the outside of his left eye are swollen and bruised.”
“Is that the report?” I ask, holding out my hand.
“Yes sir.”
“Thank you.”
She places the folder in my hand before giving me a nod and heading out the door.
“So what’s your plan with Lucas, Boss? That was a ridiculous move he made.”
“To say the least. I need to know exactly what happened. My first view of the video feed on silent shows no provocation from Cole. If anything he was trying to get away from the situation and Lucas assaulted him before he could.”
“Which means physical punishment plus additional penalties.”
I nod slowly at my beta’s assessment of the situation.
“I’ve already put him on strict house arrest.”
I’m speaking casually as I place his phone on my desk. It’s been vibrating nonstop since I confiscated it. I briefly read the latest text to light up his phone. It immediately pisses me off as it’s congratulating him for taking down an alpha from another pack. I turn it off and shove it into my desk drawer with a slam before leaving my seat and pacing.
I had a clear head but now it’s muddled with what is the best way to deal with this. I have no idea what’s going on with Lucas. He has never acted this way before and to target someone he knows is weaker than him is beyond unacceptable.
“One at a time I need each of you to tell me what you saw.”
I place my phone on the desk, the audio app set to record.
“I guess I’ll go first since I saw most of it.” I give Damian a nod.
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