Chapter 35

He’s quiet and by far the most submissive of the four.
“Patrick, I was going to assign you something else when Dominic came back with the pen and paper but I think Jamie needs to be examined by a doctor. Take him to the medical wing please. Let him clean up before Dr. Morrison gets to him. Dr. Pierce is quite busy between taking all of Ms. Stonemen’s patients in addition to hers and taking care of Cole.”
“Is he okay, Alpha? We haven’t seen him since this morning.”
I’m actually shocked at Jamie’s concern for Cole.
“He’s rough but okay. I can’t tell you much as that’s his private business but I can assure you that he’s receiving all the appropriate medical care that he needs. I’ll let him know you asked about him. I’m sure he’ll appreciate your concern for him.”
Jamie just stands and stares into my eyes instead of going with Patrick.
“Jamie?” His lack of movement is starting to concern me.
“Are you lying, Alpha?”
I’m shocked at his statement and remain speechless for a moment.
“Alpha Redmen always says he’s being taken care of whenever he disappears but he never is.”
“Why are you even concerned about that good for nothing Cole? Haven’t you heard the rumors about how cruel and heartless he is?”
I see Parker start walking away from the group towards the bathroom signaling me to Dallas’s return.
“Have you ever spent time with him, Dallas? He actually spent two years with dad and I learning dad’s carpentry trade. It took a long time for him to relax and talk easily with us. He’s very private and doesn’t talk a lot. Disappears a lot too. Sometimes for weeks at a time.”
“I have no interest in a rapist. He deserves to be beaten into the ground every day for the shit he does. Most recent rumor is that he has been raping our future luna.”
“I don’t believe that Dallas.”
“Believe what you want but that freak is a pedophile and a rapist. Haven’t you seen all the pups that come and go from his room? They often stay the night for two to three nights then the girls come out marked like he’s their mate. Probably rapes them while he marking them. I saw a seven year old come out of his room last week with a bite mark. He deserves the beat down he got Saturday.”
I put my hand up stopping Jamison from speaking.
“What did you see of that?”
Dallas scoffs. “Not much alpha. Those of us coming to this run knew that Alpha Redmen was looking for him but we were instructed not to touch him. By the time we reported him as being in the pack house to alpha he had escaped to his room. Somehow alpha can’t even get into it. Saturday evening, his brother and future alpha, Andre, ran into him. What I saw was Andre pushing him towards Alpha Redman’s office. Cole fought back, tried to run off but got caught and Alpha embedded his foot into Cole’s stomach over a dozen times. Alpha then forced him to his feet, used his belt to tie his hands behind his back and took him back to the training room. It took a while but alpha got him screaming like a girl before he was done with him.”
“I see.” I speak quietly. “Jamison, if you would like to verify Cole’s care I will give you permission to see him very briefly. He’s currently in a massive anxiety induced asthma attack and he’s not reacting normally to any type of stimulus so I can’t allow him visitors until I move him to the second floor of the pack house. I’m hopeful that we will have him back at the training dormitory Saturday morning. Now I need you to go with Patrick.”
Jamison finally starts moving towards the door.
“Patrick, if you see Cole start thrashing around it’s important that you get Angela to interrupt the dream. They get pretty bad.”
“Yes sir.” He states as he starts towards the door himself.
“I guess my lunch meeting with everyone is canceled since I’ve got to babysit those who can’t follow the rules.”
“Don’t worry too much about it boss, we all eat together in the pack house so this just gives you more time to think about what you want to do.”
I can’t help but smile while I shake my head.
“You’ve always been the one to look at the bright side of things. Thanks Pat.”
“No problem, boss. See you at dinner.”
It’s as my beta walks Jamison to the medical wing that Dominic finally shows up.
“About time Dom what happened?” “Um. I couldn't find my notebook from earlier so I went to your office.”
I shake my head as I sigh.
“Dom you’d lose your head if it wasn’t attached to your shoulders.”
“Sir, sometimes I think I’ve lost it while it’s still there.”
I chuckle softly as I marvel at how well my pack gets along with most everyone in it.
“Okay Dominic this is what I need. Start at the far table. I want names and rank. When you're finished they can get their food and sit down. The ones against the wall are next. Keep the groups separate on your list. Again, I need names and ranks. When the first group sits then they may go get their food. The three left from the fight will get their food last.
You three fighters will report to your rooms after lunch and remain there until dinner. You will only come out of your room in order to report for dinner then you will return to your rooms. Additional instructions will be given at dinner so don’t be late. The rest of you will resume training on the track.”
There’s a collective groan but Dominic is already working on names as I sit at the head table observing everyone. I allow myself to get lost in my thoughts as the dining hall resumes its orderly way of working. It’s hard for me to believe such harsh rumors being put out about the gentle he-wolf laying in my medical wing.
Yet, rumors almost always have a hint of truth to them. Problem is teasing out what part of those rumors are true and what’s exaggerated. Have I become protective over a rapist and a pedophile?
Yet it’s obvious that he’s severely abused and neglected, there’s no way anyone can deny that. I need to make notes on everything I see, hear and find out about this young man. He needs help but am I going to endanger my own pack by helping him?
The Son of Red Fang
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