The Son of Red Fang by Diana Sockriter novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205

Lucas is squeezing down hard on my hands, desperate to keep himself from yelping as the sting of my beta’s hits easily penetrate the thin doth of his boxers. My beta is strong and obviously angry as he approaches the seventh hit. Lucas lets out a shrill yelp on number eight and fights the last thy causing them to land across his back instead of his ass.Patrick steps away silently as Lucas falls to the floor, whimpering hard from his spanking

“I’m sorry the last two strayed, Boss. Hopefully I didn’t hurt him. I couldn’t adjust my strength to account for his struggle

“He’ll be fine.”

I reassure him as I take the belt and hang it back on the wall. Patrick leaves to get cleaned up before dinner as I approach my son, crying on the floor.

I sit down with him, sliding one leg through his bent ones and the other around his back. I wrap my arms around him and pull him into my chest aiming his head for my neck.

“What the hell, dad?” He yells as he pulls from my grip.

“Don’t fight me. That’s what’s gotten you two hits across your back.”

“I don’t want your comfort. You’re the one who ordered this.”

“You broke his ribs, Lucas. It was this or jail.”

He finally quiets his objections and leans into me. He only stays a minute or two before he has the desire to get up.

“Get cleaned up for dinner. I expect you to be there by six.”

He gives me a silent nod before leaving my office. I sit in my seat a minute, I only have one more location that I set up on big brother left to view, the second floor hallway.

I click on the video and scroll through the time stamps until I see Madilyn and Cole coming out of the medical room and heading towards hers. They both enter her room. I’ve already seen that video showing his first time in the room was helping her to pick out her clothes, then he exits back into the hallway.” It’s while he’s waiting patiently for Madilyn to dress that the video shows Lucas and a very petite and young looking girl exit his room. I can’t tell who she is exactly due to where she’s standing in relation to the camera but Lucas is quite clear.

His body language screams aggression as he approaches Cole. Cole’s body language is quite submissive even though Lucas is the same size as him. He actively backs away from Lucas until he has nowhere, except the stairs leading to the third floor, to go. I jump out of my seat when he hits Cole in the head with his left hand, landing in the general area of the laceration we just fixed last night.

I always watch the video without sound first. I have found that reading body language first helps me get a sense of the interaction between the individuals before putting conversation into the mix.

I rewind the video two more times, specifically watching Cole’s body language the first time before concentrating on Lucas. I’m deeply saddened by what I see before ever listening to their conversation. It’s obvious that Lucas went after Cole simply because he was there.

I time stamp the section of video that I need to save before setting the computer to sleep and heading out to the hospital wing.

Carla reported back to me after Cole left the banquet hall with Madilyn. I was disappointed to hear that he only managed to eat a small serving of eggs but relieved when told Madilyn cleared her plate. I’ve got to get him eating otherwise he’s going right back on the tube feeds and I know that’s going to be hard on him.

I make the several turns I need before stopping at the door. I knock softly before entering to the soft rhythmic sound of the heart monitor. I enter slowly, looking around as I approach him. His shoes are by the door, his hoodie is folded and neatly placed on the arm of the loveseat Lilly and I sat on last night. He’s laying on his right side, covered with a heavy flannel sheet. The left side of his face is swollen and has taken on a purplish–red hue. Only one arm can be seen hugging a pillow to his chest. It appears that Angela allowed him to keep his clothing as he’s still wearing a red, long sleeve t–shirt. Not something most adults wear around here.

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