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The Son of Red Fang
<b>Chapter </b>446
He nods his head as he open mouth breathes,
“I’m sorry alpha. I didn’t expect this to be so hard.”
There’s a whine behind his shaking voice as he continues to pace<i>, </i>
“It’s the difficulties you have telling your story that shows the true terror you’ve suffered at his hands<b>” </b>
I stand and make my way over to the mini fridge again, removing a bottle of water from inside, I wait patiently for sin pacing to calm, holding the bottle out towards him when he stops.
“Would you be interested in the samefort that I offered Cole? While it doesn’t seem that your plod is as sever would still be helpful for you if I provide a grounding point,”
“A ground, sir?” He states confused.
“Cole hadn’t heard of it either but it’s a way of staying connected to the present instead of getting lost in the past.
would like to hold you.”
I chuckle slightly when I see his bemused expression.
“It’s not as babyfied as you think. Even adults need to be held when things get tough.”
“No, I think I’ll manage to get through this one.”
“You can change your mind anytime.” He nods before taking a drink and sitting back on the couch.
“I followed alpha to his office as he demanded.”
He gets back into the story but at a slightly slower pace.
“He started his talk much like yours. I received the instructions to put the ‘do not disturb‘ sign on the door and to lock it before being invited to sit in the seat across from him.
When I sat down he told me to put my hands up on the desk where he could see them before talking about why I was there. He made certain to emphasize that the instructions he gave to leave Cole alone weren’t simply instructions, that in was in fact amand and that dad and I broke thatmand when we helped him from the training room the night
before.
Breaking ofmands is insubordination and is a punishable offense. Just as it starts to register in my brain that it’s a punishable offense he grabs my hands, pulls me forward and two metal bandse out and wrap around my wrists. 1 know immediately that it’s silver due to the burning of my skin causing me to yelp at the contact. It’s as I’m strugging against the restraints that he leaves his chair, grabs his belt from on top of the file cab and hits me three times with my clothes on. I’m certain those first hits were from the buckle end as I’ve never felt anything simr to it.
It stunned me into submission long enough for him to pull my pants down and my shirt up. Without any w hitting me, fast and hard as if he’s trying to get as many in as he can. I tried to fight but it was of <b>no </b>use. I b sound two hits before he stopped <b>at </b>which point he told me that because I couldn’t take it like a <b>man </b>I get an extra penalty.”
‘You took three minutes of hits, now you get five hits
“I didn’t understand until that first hit. There’s no way to contain the yeips. Every time I yelped he added tree more until he hit thirty. That was when he finally stopped. He put the belt away and released me from the desk.
My back was towards him when he stopped and told me that every time I help him this is what I’ll get, thirty with the buckle end. If I can’t contain my yelp then beta and delta will each give me five more before I’m released. If I report to the med wing without his permission, it doesn’t matter how much money I have in my ount, they won’t care for me.
Even though he had released my restraints 1 stayedying on his desk for <i>a </i>while after he was done with me. I guess not being ident prone made me ill prepared for the pain he caused.”
“Is that when you started fearing helping Cole?”
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