(Demetri POV)It’s been two weeks since Jon contacted me. It was devastating to learn that Alpha Redmen had purposely targeted his youngest son on top of everything else that has happened. I may have lost the fight to get Cole back before he stepped foot on Red Fang territory but at least I could get Molly and her kids away from further harm. Jeremy had to be in the wing for a little over a week. Wednesday the 5th was the first night we tried lowering his pain medication to something Molly could handle giving him. While he’s doing better at getting up and walking around, his bruised bladder is still a struggle for him. He has chosen to continue wearing the absorbent underwear as the embarrassment of having accidents isn’t something he can handle. I hold regular zoom and FaceTime meetings with Jon and Jamie. The most recent update is that Cole finally made it back to his room this past Monday, the 10th. He’s keeping them at bay still which has all of us worried. A soft knock and a s
"The next round he squeezed me twice before he spanked. It happened four times before I just laid there and whimpered softly. I gave up fighting. He had closed the door so you and mom couldn’t hear my cries and I was too small to get away.” His voice is starting to crack and I know that his tears will soon follow. “His touch changed after I submitted to him. I could feel my body responding to him even though I didn’t want it to. He started complimenting me. Telling me that I was a good boy for getting hard in his hand. It didn’t feel good. It felt wrong even though it physically started feeling good. I was uncomfortable and wanted it to stop. He became very calm and comforting once I submitted to him. He explained to me that you were failing me. That all alpha boys start sexual training at my age because no luna wants an inexperienced partner, especially since her father teaches her in the same manner. He kept going until something happened to me. My body shook and it hurt when I f
“What were the two of you doing?” “Hand jobs and blow jobs.” He sighs, shaking his head mumbling something about his statement not being quiet right before he continues. “Because of my age he only encouraged me to touch and explore his body and he did the same to me. I wanted more and told him so. We were both hard so we laid in a 69 position and started fooling with each other. I did what I was comfortable with and so did he. I froze when I felt his mouth and went completely crazy when he started doing what she did. He stopped, of course, everything. He wrapped me in a hug as I was completely hysterical. Once I calmed he told me that either I wasn’t homosexual or something really bad happened that I needed to talk about. I never answered him and he never asked again. About six months later he gifted me a brand new toy and explained how to use it. He felt it would help elevate my sexual tension without me resorting to having sex at such an early age. I didn’t ask where he got it f
A soft knock at the door renews Lucas’s fight against me as the jangling of keys unlocking the door can be heard. I can hear Angela and Patrick conversating as she opens the door. “No! Daddy please! The spankings make the nightmares come! Please! I will go to Wolfington! Please, daddy, stop hurting me.” He collapses again into sobs, completely spent from the hour-long ordeal that we’ve been dealing with. “What is that all about?” Patrick asks, his voice is hushed in awe and concern. “What’s concerning is that it has taken him nearly eleven months to reach this point but that is only something I can deal with later. Right now it’s important that both of you follow my directions. As you can see he is highly reactive and has regressed mentally. He is varying wildly between ten, when it happened, and his current age.” “Yes sir.” I hear from both of them. “Angela, I need that door shut, locked and bolted. If he tries to flee I need him slowed down from getting out the door as much as
"Severe cases of HSD will have both dissociative and defiant behavior mixed with at least one additional mental health issue. The most common being anger management but there are others that would qualify. Severe cases warrant emergency authorization to start using Silvix to sedate the inner wolf before blood work comes back.” “What did he tell you that makes you think he’s a severe case?” Patrick asks his first question since entering the room. “I don’t remember the girls I’ve had sex with and I don’t remember the fights.” Lucas admits softly. “You don’t remember attacking Alpha Louis from the Clay Creek pack yesterday?” “No sir. I know that it happened but I have no memory of what I did or why I did it.” “What caused that, Demetri?” Patrick is getting curious. “The exact mechanism that causes the wolf to detach from his human is unknown but what is known is that it’s protective. Whenever the individual feels threatened their wolf takes over. The problem tends to be, durin
It’s been just over six weeks since Lucas came to me with his confession of what happened to him and about two months since I removed Molly and her kids from Red Fang. While Molly and the girls have adapted well to the change Jeremy has had it a lot harder. Despite intense, daily therapy, the little boy struggles daily with the attack he endured. Unfortunately, his struggles with anger and grief has overwhelmed Molly and the final straw occurred two weeks ago when he physically attacked and injured his sister Brittany. None of them understand what triggered the attack but it prompted me to do what I never want to do and I removed him from their home. Therapy hasn’t uncovered a reason for him to become so violent towards his own family but it’s become obvious that the young beta has been devastated by his alpha’s betrayal. His mom and sisters still see and interact with him daily but he’s been moved into Lilly and I’s room for the time being. It wasn’t a big deal considering my own s
“You will stand.” I repeat a little harder than the first. Patrick slips the padded vest that I’ve been keeping in my office over my head by the time Jeremy finds his feet. Before the pup can protest any further I take his shirt in a single motion overwhelming him with fear. The little beta reacts with all the strengths he has, screaming as his little fists hit the padding on my chest and shoulders. Everyone in the room observes silently as Jeremy’s fight continues.‘Grab the fleece blanket with dinosaurs on it from next door.’ I link Patrick with my next need. “Not the face.” My voice is normal and my tone neutral as I gently redirect his fight away from anything that could hurt me. Through his screams I can hear his apology for hitting his sister like this, his sadness over not being with his family unless supervised by Angela, Julie, Lilly or I. His tiny soul holds so much confusion, frustration and anger over what happened and his brain simply isn’t mature enough to handle suc
(Cole’s POV)I’ve been back in the Red Fang territory for nearly three months and to say that everything has changed for me is an understatement. I made my way reluctantly back to my room two weeks ago from Dr. Johnston’s house. He’s done everything he could to make me comfortable in his home. It was over a month after I finally woke up that I was able to get out of bed and move around his house. To my disbelief, he allowed me to interact with his girls and there were several times that he and his mate got an urgent house call on the weekend that resulted in them allowing me to watch over them. I had no desire to leave. They took care of me much like the Jenkins did. I never experienced hunger and without having to report to my father, I never experienced pain while with the Johnston’s but my father seems to have a sixth sense about me and to keep them from my father’s wrath I left before they were up. No goodbye, no thank you, I just left. Slipping into the darkness like I’ve alway