<b>Chapter </b><b>457 </b>


    “What?!”


    Jamie shouts, nearly pushing Mica into the floor as he sits up in the chair.


    “Alpha has no shame. He’s the fucking feral wolf!”


    “Easy Jamie. You’re right in Mica’s ear. Needless to say I agree that Alpha Redmen and quite possibly the middle son, Kristoph, are quite possibly feral wolves but the reason I can’t use the year long run is because when an application on ferality is turned over to the council the council puts a freeze on the wolf’s activity. Once Cole returns home, even if I held another run,


    he would not be approved by the council to attend.”


    He sits back hard with a sigh.


    “Was there another n you were exploring?” He asks much quieter now.


    “Another that I had to scrap was for your family to transfer to my pack. I have a genuine interest in you as a warrior and I’ve researched your father. Mr. Jenkins has several useful skills and connections that I’m interested in gaining. My n was to sneak Cole out when your family left but…‘


    ?”


    “Alpha shot down your request.” Jamie interrupts.


    “Unfortunately, it only took him twenty–four hours to get back to me with a rejection of the application.” He nods his head but remains silent.


    “I’ve started talking with Dr. Carter on a more personal level. He shares my concern for Cole


    and is willing to help. He said that if Cole is willing toe back for aptop then the information it contains must be very important and he’s going to need help protecting it until


    he can get it out of the territory.”


    “I agree, alpha. What can I do to help?”


    “I appreciate you being so straightforward but you never answered my question and I have a few more beyond it to make certain that your younger siblings aren’t put in harm’s way.”


    “I’m sorry alpha, what was your question?”


    “It’s about the abuse and torture that you’re suffering. I’d like to get a better idea of what’s happening to you and how often.”


    “I’m not abused or tortured alpha. I told you that I chose this.”


    “That, is actually a huge concern of mine. You deny that he’s abusing you simply because you chose to ept his punishment over allowing your best friend and alpha die at his torturous


    hands.”


    “I’m not abused.” He states again, chuckling nervously while shaking his head.


    “How often are you punished?” He looks up suddenly, caught off guard by my question.


    “It depends on how often I help him.”


    “Can you give me a range?”


    “Not really. At most it happens once a week but I’ve gone several months without a beating


    even though I’ve still helped Cole.”


    “So the maximum is once a week no matter how often you help him?”


    “Alpha has deviated slightly from time to time on what the punishment is but that’s usually when he has been exceptionally cruel towards Cole.”


    “I see. Are you willing to tell me what this deviation entails?”


    He shakes his head and I can tell he’s getting tense again by the way he tries to bury himself


    into Mica’s neck.


    “What about the thirty? Does he put all of them in one area?”


    “No sir.” I manage to get him back. “He splits them between my lower back, rear and thighs. He


    also splits the hits between him and his beta. The deviation is when delta gets involved. His hits are nearly as hard as alpha’s and his aim is damn near perfect.“\


    He whispers as if he doesn’t want me to hear his pain.


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