Chapter <b>252 </b>
“School taught everyone what happens when you go through human piberty as it will often happen first. They also exined what happens during your first shift and experiencing your first heat cycle. They exined how to get pregnant during both and to preventplications 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<b>” </b>
“Do they exin what happens during sex?”
“They touched on it by simply saying the male goes inside the female but because packw 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?<i>” </i>
“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 weekster he started asking me toe back to theke, 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 y 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?”
“E 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 untilst 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 <b>sex </b>with virgins.”
“He’s the one that’s wrong, not you.” I try to soothe her calmly. She nods but remains quiet.
“What happenedst night, Melody?” She sighs heavily. I know by her pause that she doesn’t want to talk.
The <b>Son </b><b>of </b><b>Red </b>Fang