The Son of Red Fang by Diana Sockriter novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97

“Double physical punishment?” Richard exclaims.

“Who do you think you are to order such a punishment?” Dallas chimes in.

“And what about Andrew? He’s the one that held him down once he was able to get a hold of the pathetic worm.”

“Andrew will receive a slightly lighter punishment as these punishments are based on what I saw when I walked in.”

Patrick and Dominic have switched places and I approach Andrew, who now has Patrick holding him in. submission. Out of the three, he’s the only one that looks even remotely ashamed of his actions.

“How long?”

My voice is clipped and stern leaving no room for questioning my mood with him. Andrew looks up towards my face but not directly in my eyes.

“Excuse me, sir. I don’t understand.”

His voice is soft and submissive.

“How long were you holding him while they pounded on him?”

“I’m not certain. Ten, maybe fifteen minutes.”

“This was obviously planned. The question is, why?”

“They felt like I ratted them out.”

I look towards Jamie as Parker stands and walks towards the bathroom.

“Why would they think you ratted them out?”

“Because I spoke with you first. I told you the truth before they could formulate a plan to get themselves out of trouble. I tried to remind them that you have cameras and won’t take any of us at our word alone but there’s no talking any sense into those two.”

Jamie has started slurring his words, raising my concern for him even more. I can hear Andrew cursing under his breath at the reminder of the security cameras and the fact that I research before I punish. Jamie yelps again as Parker lays an ice pack wrapped in a wet cloth across his eyes. It’s only seconds later that I hear two sets of footsteps and the familiar voice of Damian instructing Jessa on which room to go to.

“It’s nice to see you feeling better, Jessa.”

“Thank you.”

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Chapter 97

She responds quietly as she kneels in front of Jamie. Parker has managed to keep him sitting upright despite his desire to lay down.

Damian sets the medical bag down between Jessa and Parker allowing my best medic and my youngest doctor to work on Jamie.

Parker pulls out a large, thick absorbent mat that Damian helps Jamie move onto despite his quickly swelling eyes.

“What happened?” Jessa speaks softly towards Jamie.

“I got jumped.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. What’s your name?”

“Jamison, but I prefer Jamie.”

“All right Jamie. My name is Jessa. I’m a nurse practitioner here and I’m going to clean you up before trying to move you to the wing.”

He nods his head slowly as he starts panting heavily through his mouth.

“Damian, I want you beside Jamie. Make sure he doesn’t fall over. Parker, I need two bottles of saline, the soft disposable towels and the silver nitrate sticks pulled out. I may need to cauterize his heavy bleeders since it’s not stopping on its own.”

I relax slightly as I listen to Jessa take over Jamie’s care. I owe her my son’s life and the life of his two friends, Parker and Celine. She saved their lives three years ago. She had only been in my territory two weeks when Damian crashed my car into a tree. It was that day that I learned I had been gifted with two doctors that I could trust absolutely as they have proven to me multiple times their unquestionable judgment when it comes to caring properly for my pack. Although I deeply care for the doctor that cared for my family growing up, I do feel that Dr. Morrison isn’t quite as persistent as she needs to be.

I turn my attention back to Andrew as I hear all of them shifting uncomfortably from the pain of the submission hold. “What exactly was the plan the three of you cooked up? Knock Jamie out and blame everything on him?”

“They just told me that if I held Jamie so he couldn’t fight back they’d get me off the hook for the fight at

lunch.”

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