I leave my son in his room under strict house arrest. I took his smartphone he’s we going to need a white her fat on he removed the Roku and Wifi, he’s focky I’m letting him keep the cable and Xhafer op they found free of patien report from Ang.


    I’m sitting alone in my office. I sent Patrick out to the prospects when dealing with Larson Songer than gorsed wate working with Cole. I’m grateful though that Ang kept everything simple. There’s a knock on my door frame 5 look up to


    “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 Luces and Cote


    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 ameri


    “He’s sleeping in the same room he was inst night. Dr. Pierce gave him some high level Vicodin and a shot of toradol I heard De Pest selling 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 <b>easily</b>, should they<i>? </i>


    “I’ll have to see Dr. Fawn’s report but considering how Cole is presenting as malnourished right now I imagine <b>it’s </b>possible he may have an underlying weakness to his bones.”


    He sighs heavily as he finally sits.


    “Are you hungry? Ca brought two tes of food when she realized I wasn’ting to the hall for lunch. One is all I needed though. I haven’t touched the


    second.”


    I push the te 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 yground.


    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 ufortable 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 bodynguage. 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’tst 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 Ang’s footsteps approach my desk. I lean back in my chair, steepling my hand