Chapter 88
“He said he was doing okay until one hit him in the stomach and another hit him in the head. The combination caused him to collapse long enough for Andrew to grab his hands and tie them behind his back. That’s the first time he linked with me. I tried to get Dr. Pierce’s attention but my voice just wouldn’t work. My mind was awake but I couldn’t do anything. I could hear Jamie with the link and Dr. Pierce in the room. I told him my situation and we both prayed to the moon goddess Diana that you might change your mind. He was struggling to stay awake when you explained their punishment. All he heard was all three would be presenting you their bare ass in your office before lunch today.”
“I’m impressed. I’ll have to make note of his honesty. Do you remember how we said I was strict and unforgiving?”
“Yes sir.”
He’s becoming a lot more relaxed as Angela makes a second pass around the abscess. It looks as if she’s going in deeper this time but he’s not showing any signs of pain from it.
“Well I consider assault, especially revenge type assault, unforgivable. Damian informed everyone on the bus that the penalty for assault is a bare bottom spanking and that is what they received. Each of them received ten full strength hits from my Delta Anthony to their bare bottom before being sent home and banished from my land. Reports for permanent expulsion from the program as well as additional physical punishment to be carried out by Alpha Redmen were also recommended for Dallas and Richard.
A review of Andrew’s history in other packs for consideration towards additional penalties was recommended. His ability to remain in the program will be determined by the council. I had an opportunity to review the security footage from the dining hall and cleared Jamie of all wrongdoing today but he has to wait until he’s cleared by the doctor during next week’s physical before he can start testing.”
A sudden yelp followed by persistent whimpers alerts me to Cole’s sudden discomfort. I increase my pressure on the side of his neck, just below his jawline. This area seems to trigger a submission response without overwhelming him with fear. He’s maintaining the stillness we need but one look at his face tells me of the pain he’s in.
“A third round, Angela?”
I’ve never seen her take such a layered approach to numbing an abscess before.
“Unfortunately, yes. I’ve gone deeper each time but this time I’m hitting something in the center. Any idea what it might be, Cole?”
“I think so. The dream. Please, I don’t want to remember the dream.”
He whispers in a whine, his body shaking badly.
He leans into my left arm hard keeping an intense “I’m sorry” mantra going. Angela’s eyes go into a scowl as she spots something new.
“Shield his eyes.”
Her command is soft but serious as she turns a secondary overhead light on and pulls it around to shine on his neck. He’s lightly fighting the restraints again, trying repeatedly to pull his legs from beneath the strap that holds them to the bed.
“What does this look like to you, Demetri?”
She asks as she gently brushes her hand along a large bruise on the side of his neck.
“That’s not part of the submission grab. Look.”
I lay my finger next to the scab of a large gauge hole.
“I know this has gotten you very upset but did you receive some sort of medication during the beating?”
He takes several deep breaths and his silence makes me wonder if he’s going to answer me at all.
“Three.” he whispers so low we barely hear him.
“Do you know what they were?”
She asks as she points out a much smaller hole near where a vein should be.
“My best guess is one was an overdose of valium and one was a steroid.”
“What about these?” Angela touches two more scabs that are in a straight line with the abscess.
“I don’t know. It hurt worse than my leg.”
“Okay. I need you to bring your head back to neutral so I can cut into this abscess, get it drained and remove whatever is embedded into your neck.”
He cooperates with her movements of his head, after which, she sets up the next step.
“I guess I get my question now, Cole.”
I speak teasingly. After several deep breaths bringing his fear under control he finally speaks.
“What would you like to know?”
“The question I’d like to start with is; how many girlfriends or boyfriends have you had?”
“I’ve had three girlfriends but only one was genuine.”
“What makes you feel that way? That only one of the relationships was real?”
He sighs hard telling me he really doesn’t want to open up about it so I decide to add an explanation to my question.
“I’m trying to use this as a distraction. We can tell by the changes in your voice when something becomes uncomfortable.”
“So this has become more of a you ask and I answer.”
“It’s not fair but I do need to know the extent of your relationships with these three women. How they started? How long they lasted and how far sexually you got with them?”
“I already told you I haven’t done anything sexually with anyone.”
He has a clipped tone showing his embarrassment and annoyance with the questions.
“I understand that most werewolves start having sex around sixteen or after their first shift and most only wait that long because of the laws of their pack but there are plenty of werewolves that are not players as well. We are very sexual creatures and it’s not at all uncommon, especially for the males, to have had multiple partners before finding their fated mate. How about I level with you a little as I don’t feel that being a virgin at your age is something to be ashamed of.”
“Okay. I’ll bite.”
He sounds hesitant but a bit more relaxed.
“I’m the youngest of four. I have a sister and two brothers born before me, none were twins. All three of them started having sex by or before sixteen and my brothers were quite the players. Being the alpha’s kids had the unintended perk of every she-wolf wanting a piece of the action. I guess it meant something to brag about, losing your virginity to the alpha’s son in high school. While my brothers eagerly took advantage of the throngs of she-wolves that threw themselves at them, I couldn’t stand how vapid and shallow their relationships were.
My father was shocked when I waited until I was sixteen to even start dating. I had a lot of relationships that lasted a few months here and there but nothing that was fulfilling in any way. The girls that I stayed with the longest tended to push me faster than what I was interested in going and eventually left me when I refused to move beyond third base.
I found my fated mate at eighteen. She was sixteen and not ready for a sexual relationship when we met so we waited. She was eighteen when we did the mates union ceremony and it took another year after that before she thought she was comfortable with completing the mates bond. She was nineteen and I was twenty-one.”
“I’m sorry to interrupt but I never knew that about you Dem. Lillian was your first?”
Angela seems surprised with what I was willing to share with a newbie who’s only been here two days. I look where Cole’s neck meets his collarbone. Angela has the blue sterile barrier sitting across his shoulder. She had already made a large incision horizontally across the abscess and is using the vacuum pump to clear the pus and blood from it.
“Are you doing okay, Cole?”
“Yes sir. I’m keeping my eyes closed because it’s hard enough to hear all the tools being used. I don’t think I can handle seeing it.”
“That’s alright. I can only see it when it’s not me under the knife.”
“You really were a virgin until twenty-one?”
“I wasn’t a complete virgin Cole. Which is why I told you about me. I went out with about a dozen girls over two years and made it to third base with the five that I felt something a bit deeper with but I never went home because I felt that was something special. It was something only my luna was deserving of and I was willing to wait until I was twenty-five before allowing myself the freedom of going all the way with someone random.”
“Alpha, could you explain something to me?”
“Anything you want. Completely confidential within very specific limits.”
“I’ve heard talk about bases before in dating but I was ridiculed when I asked so I just let the girls I dated say whatever they wanted. I didn’t correct them because I didn’t know what they were talking about. Some nasty rumors started in addition to the pedophile ones so I stopped even trying to date by eighteen.”
I glance over to Angela, catching her gaze. I’m certain the disbelief I see in her eyes mirror that of my own. The picture that’s being painted of this young man’s life just seems so sad and alone.
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
