The Son of Red Fang by Diana Sockriter novel Chapter 249

Chapter 249

It’s as I reach the bottom of the stairs that Annabel, Roger and Melody walk through the front door.

“Roger and Annabel Wilson, I apologize for the late meeting but timing is important. This way to my office.”

I use my arm to point them towards my office. I follow a short distance behind watching them interact. Roger is silent but stiff, giving off an air of nervousness. Annabel is talking a mile a minute, chastising Melody non stop for being so foolish to have sex with the alpha’s son.

“Take a right.” I speak calmly as we come to my open office door.

Annabel has her hand on the back of Melody’s neck and guides her harshly into my office. Melody’s face is wet, her eyes red and puffy, as I call her over to the door.

“Shoes go against the wall.” I instruct calmly as I look down at my own shoeless feet. I stifle my chuckle as I realize I left them upstairs in Cole’s room

“Please alpha. I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.” Her voice wavers as she bursts into tears again while her mom starts chastising her again.

“That’s enough, Annabel.” I’m surprised when Roger speaks, considering he’s the more submissive of the duo.

Unfortunately, stopping his mate’s tirade on their daughter results in her tirade starting on him.

“How can you be so calm? Here she is skipping school to have sex with the alpha’s son.”

“We obviously don’t have the entire story if the alpha commanded you not to punish her.” Roger sighs as she ignores his pleas and turns her attention back to Melody.

“What the hell are you thinking, child? That sleeping with him now will up your chances of becoming Luna?”

“Enough.” I finally interrupt. “Have you sat down and actually talked to Melody or have you simply been chewing her out the last fifteen minutes before this meeting?”

“Of course I’ve been chewing her out. I wanted to beat her ass before you commanded me not to punish her. I’m not raising some whore that’s going to bring home a pup at thirteen. She needs to be laid into repeatedly until all thoughts of sex leave her mind.”

“Both of you, get up. Come with me. Melody, you take a seat in my chair.” I instruct calmly as I lead the fuming parents from my office, running into Angela

out in the hallway.

“What’s going on?” She asks as I pull my keys from my pocket.

I unlock and lead them into a soundproof room beside my office with a one way mirror along one wall. I usher all three inside, turning on the lights as we

enter.

“I wanted you to be here to support her but it’s obvious by the way you’re tearing her down that getting the information that I need from her is best if you’re not in the room. You may watch and listen in here under the strict agreement that no matter what she says you will not punish her and if you talk to her about it later, that it’s in a controlled but positive way.

I don’t often tell parents how to deal with their kids when they mess up but she’s already terrified and my son’s disrespect over the phone didn’t help. Are we agreed?”

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