<b>The </b><b>Son </b><b>of </b><b>Red </b><b>Fang </b>
<b>Chapter </b><b>365 </b>
I remain silent as I have witnessed but not participated in this technique for sorting <b>out </b><b>a </b><b>panic </b>attack. He shakes his head hard as he resumes pacing.
“I’m bad.” He finally starts slowly.
“Cole, you’re….”
Julie cuts me off with a silent hand on my shoulder.
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“I’m bad. I shouldn’t be here. Dad. Others pay when I’m gone.”
His pace quickens as he gets quiet but I remain silent, hopeful that this may work for him<b>. </b>
“Dad. I don’t understand. I don’t know how to please. I’m bad. Always bad. Someone hurts the pups. My fault. Someone hurts luna. My fault. I’m not an alpha. I’m weak. I’m undeserving. I’m better off being found at the bottom of the river. Hit. Hit. I want to hit. I need to hit. Not allowed to hit. Not allowed to feel. Feeling is a weakness undeserving of the alpha title. Undeserving of <i>a </i>mate. Who wants a weak mate. Why won’t she reject me? The longer she waits the worse it will be.”
He finally goes quiet and while I feel we have only gone in circles, he did give me an idea. I form a link with Patrick knowing he will have to get to either his office or apartment on the third floor to get what I need.
‘Pat, I need you to get a copy of the testing paperwork we use to score technique and meet me at the training annex.‘
‘It’s 7:30 Tuesday night. Don’t we close it early for deep cleaning tonight?‘
‘I forgot about that but that will work to my advantage for what I feel he needs.‘
‘What do you think he needs, boss.‘
‘He needs to hit. He needs to feel the anger and frustration that he’s not allowed to feel or express when he’s home. Perhaps he will give us some insight that will help us convince him to stay.‘
‘Well Lilly is headed upstairs with the girls so I’ll help her put them to bed and head upstairs to my apartment. I’ve got several spare copies up there easy to get to. You only want technique<b>?</b><b>‘ </b>
‘Yes sir. If you want to bring your stopwatch you can but I am not scoring him .. endurance or strength. I’m not really even going to score him on technique. I just want to know what he’s picked up without formal training.‘
‘Yes sir. I’ll meet you over there by eight, maybe sooner.‘
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<b>Chapter </b><b>365 </b>
<b>I’m </b><b>satisfied </b>with my beta being onboard so now it’s time to <b>Introduce </b><b>the </b><b>idea </b>to cole, which I don’t expect to be as easy<b>. </b>
<b>“</b>Cole, I need you to keep talking. Let me know what’s in your head.”
Julie pleads with the silent young man. His only response is a hard shaking of his head resulting <b>in </b><b>a </b>frustrated sigh from Julie.
“Cole?” She tries again but this time I silence her with a hand on her shoulder as I stand from <b>his </b>
bed.
“Cole, I’d like you to take a walk or ride with me, your choice which.”
“Where are we going?” His voice is low and suspicious.
“I want to take you over to the training annex where you can blow off some pent up steam<b>.</b><b>” </b>
I speak casually as there’s nothing wrong, scary or dangerous about what I want from him<b>. </b>
“No.” He’s obviously fearful as he shakes his head.
“No, I won’t go back there. Not after Lucas. I’m not fighting again. I hate fighting. Nothing good
.</b><b>” </b>
His speed doubles as his anxiety increases. I had a bad feeling he may equate Lucas’s attack to the building, not just Lucas himself. I step into his pathway and Julie helps to block him from moving to the other side of the bed to continue wearing a hole into the carpeting.
“Alpha please.” He whispers as he stops a foot from me, desperate to get away from the idea he knows nothing about.
“The annex closes early tonight for cleaning. As the alpha, I have unlimited ess. No one except me, you, Julie and Patrick will be there. This is a safe, controlled spar. You are the only one throwing hits so you can get some of this anger and frustration you’re not allowed to express, out. I will give you more details when we get over there but right now your choices are in how we travel there. <b>I </b>need you to try this. I am forcing you to go but I will only push you so far into this. I hate forcing anyone in my pack to do what they fear but I need you to try.”
I keep my talk firm but patient, speaking only the truth of the situation. I despise force and coercion as much as he despises fighting. Fortunately, his head nods in agreement shortly after I finish.
“I can walk.” He finally relents
“What do you need for walking outside? Shoes? Coat?” I float a few suggestions out.
“A coat?” Julie inquires, confused as it’s warm enough in April that most wolves don’t need one.
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“His body temp never changed with his shift. Your normal tends to be 101?” I ask looking <b>for </b>
confirmation.
He nods briefly as he pockets his inhaler.
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