The Son of Red Fang by Diana Sockriter novel Chapter 275

Chapter 275

Are your going to hit pra

“No. I would never hurt a little.”

My mind is running a mile a minute planning this little activity.

You said a mistake could be costly. Have you done this before?”

Now alpha is asking for additional details as I finish arranging everything.

“I have. It’s rare but occasionally I can convince parents to let me teach their pup over my father/

“Have you ever failed?” The one question I expected but really didn’t want to explain.

“Yes.” I speak quietly as I motion Madisyn over to me.

I get down on one knee, getting to her level as 1 prepare to teach her a big lesson. “It’s very important that you trust me and follow my directions exactly. Just like at the table, not following my directions will hurt. Me more than you but the potential for both is there. If I tell you to be loose, then I need you to be floppy. Nice and jiggly. When I tell you to freeze, you get stiff as a board. Do you understand?”

She nods her head almost giggling.

“I’m glad you’re relaxed but no one in my pack has ever been happy with this lesson. It has worked more often than not in stopping the bad behavior but no one will be happy when I’m done.”

I can hear the nervousness in my voice as alpha and luna shift briefly in their seats. I stand and take several deep breaths, narrowing in my focus for the stunt I’m getting ready to show.

“I’m going to pick you up. I need you to be loose and relaxed.”

She smiles as she holds her arms out, away from her sides. I bend down, placing my hands under her arms, whimpering slightly from the pain of her added weight as I lift her up. I toss her lightly side to side testing her weight in my hands.

“You weigh more than your sister, by about ten pounds.”

I stop a moment, struck by alpha’s look of curiosity. I cock my head silently, waiting for alpha to answer a question I haven’t asked.

“Is that bad?” Madisyn brings me back to her.

“Not bad, sweetpea. Just something I have to account for. Are you ready? I promise this will not hurt you. It will scare you but not hurt you.”

“I’m not scared.” She looks at me with wide brown eyes that appear to be laughing.

I start slowly. Just barely tossing her enough to leave my hands and fall back into them in less than a second. It’s a popular child’s game that I’ve seen every parent engage in. Only mine has a twist at the end.

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