Chapter 136
“School taught everyone what happens when you go through human puberty as it will often happen first. They also explained what happens during your first shift and experiencing your first heat cycle. They explained how to get pregnant during both and to prevent complications from the pregnancy that it’s important for non-shifters and pre-shifters to not have sex with shifters. The only exception is if a non-shifter is the fated mate of a shifter”
“Do they explain what happens during sex?”
“They touched on it by simply saying the male goes inside the female but because pack law states that there’s is no sex before you turn sixteen I don’t think the health teacher thought it was appropriate to go much farther than that with fifth graders. Mom and dad say the same thing. That it’s best to wait until you meet your fated mate but if you don’t you need to be at least sixteen before you go whoring yourself out.”
“You know a little more than I thought but you’re still very young and naive. Can you tell me when Lucas touched you the first time?”
“He’s only done it once, two months ago, just before Thanksgiving weekend.”
“Okay, so what’s been going on between the two of you since then?”
“I started ignoring him or at least tried. I was hoping he would lose interest in me. About two weeks later he started asking me to come back to the lake, that he missed me. That he enjoyed watching me feel good. He changed, got angry and started saying mean things in his texts when I continued to refuse.”
“Do you still have those texts?”
“No sir. I didn’t want to be reminded of the hateful things he said so I deleted them.”
She shakes her head slowly as she looks at the floor, tears dropping to the floor. Her scent is marred by the distinctive smell of shame.
“Everyday in school before winter break he’d ask to meet and I continuously refused. Instead of staying after school to play with my friends I started taking the first bus home just so I could avoid him but he just got worse. I turned my phone off for three days around Christmas just so I could enjoy the holidays but of course his texts were waiting for me when I turned it back on.
I noticed several from my best friend who is in the sixth grade. I told her what was going on but I was hurt when she told me to stop being a prude. That every girl she knows is jealous of the attention I’m getting and I should be ashamed of ignoring him. He’s the alpha’s son. She did it several times with him and nothing bad happened to her.”
“What’s her name?”
“Ella Johnson.”
I pull out a pen and paper from my desk and write down the name and grade Melody gave me. I also note two years. We make eye contact when I turn my attention back to her, her eyes wide with fear.
“I know telling me what you know of Lucas’s activities is difficult. He made this out to be a normal thing but it isn’t, not at your age. As my son and potential future leader of the pack there are a lot of responsibilities that he’s not living up to right now.” She nods her head slowly before going back to staring at the floor.
“When we went back to school in January he started texting me again. I met with him briefly, I told him that I wasn’t interested in what he wanted and he needed to move on. He left me alone until last night.” She goes silent, lifting her head from the floor to staring at the door.
“What are you thinking about?” I ask softly as I clear the tears from her cheek.
“I’m such a fool. I knew from the others to leave him alone if I wasn’t ready to give it up. That all he wants is sex with virgins.”
“He’s the one that’s wrong, not you.” I try to soothe her calmly. She nods but remains quiet.
“What happened last night, Melody?” She sighs heavily. I know by her pause that she doesn’t want to talk.
“He texted me around eight. I wanted to delete it but something about it made me open it instead. He said that he had a bad day at school and he missed talking to me. When I suggested talking to you he claimed that you were too busy dealing with the pedophile. He was really sweet and I wanted to talk to him. He said he would meet me at the door so I walked over to the pack house around 9:30. He showed me to his room. He locked his door and suggested that I undress. He explained that he sleeps naked to keep from overheating when he has a lady over. I stripped down to my briefs when he claimed that nothing would happen. All he wanted was to cuddle.
We laid down together and I was nearly asleep when he started touching and kissing me all over. I was nervous but there was something about it that felt good. At some point I ended up on my back with him on top. Everything felt good until it didn’t. I told him it hurt, that I wanted him to stop. I wanted to go home. He told me to stop my whining. He couldn’t stand it when girls whined like little babies. I begged him to just let me go home. When he moved it hurt even more.” She stops briefly as she starts whimpering, her tears falling steadily.
“I’m not certain when he realized that he made a mistake but suddenly he changed his mind. He told me to relax. His voice became gentle and consoling. He apologized for yelling at me and calling me a baby. That he didn’t realize how small I was. He didn’t think that my small stature would make it so painful and he felt that it was best to stop. He told me to stay still because he didn’t want to hurt me more. He slowly climbed off of me, went to his bathroom and brought out some Tylenol. I woke up later freezing cold. He was sleeping with his back to me so I got up, put my clothes on and used his bathroom. He was wrapped up tight in his blanket so I searched his room for another and I curled up on his couch for the rest of the night. We woke up late this morning, around eight or so. He was super nice to me. He walked me home after we encountered a wolf in the hallway. I could tell by his scent that he wasn’t a pack member. Lucas walked up to him. I could tell by his face that he was afraid of Lucas before he ever hit him. I wanted to say something to him but all I ended up doing was giggling. I don’t even know what I found so entertaining. I think I got home around nine. My stomach was cramping badly so I skipped breakfast, took some Tylenol, took a shower, then went to sleep. I felt a little better when I woke up but not by much. It still hurts. I was okay with what happened until he called on your phone.”
She takes several deep breaths trying to maintain her emotions.
“He told me everything would be okay as long as I didn’t talk about it. It was our secret. Then he called. Told me you knew. Then mom walked in while I was on the phone with you. Dad came home when we hung up. They’re mad at me. The only reason they didn’t spank me was because we were meeting with you. Mom said however many hits you gave me in your office I would receive at home. I’m a whore now. I don’t want to be a whore.”
She’s crying hard by the time she ends and I’m in complete shock.
“No. No Melody. Don’t ever call yourself a whore. What happened isn’t your fault.”
I speak softly near her ear as she cries into my neck. How? How could my own son be so careless? Could act with such blindness towards the danger he put Melody and how many others in? So many things are running through my head as I rock the little girl gently in my chair. I most certainly have a full plate to deal with.
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