“Alpha, this is bad.”
“I know it’s bad, but I need you to get the Doc here and to make sure no one knows the truth.”
Jake was silent.
“What do you want to tell me?” Daniel asked.
“I heard some guys talking at the club last night. They were talking about some kind of dog fight or some shit. There’s a guy who can’t feel pain and is taking on dogs in the ring. I don’t know if it was true or if they were bullshitting. Do you think it can be a wolf with this same problem?”
Daniel cursed. “I don’t know. I really don’t know. I’m not having anyone putting Dawn in danger because she can’t feel. Check out the gossip and get back to me. In the meantime, get the Doc here. I want him to talk to him and see what I can find out.”
“What if she can’t be fixed?” Jake asked.
“I don’t need her to be fixed. I just need to keep her safe.”
Jake hung up letting him know that he wouldn’t talk about Dawn’s problem. Entering the house, Daniel placed the phone back on the kitchen counter. He ran his fingers through his hair trying to focus on Dawn rather than the fear of what her condition could mean. If she was trying to find someone to give her pain then she could have encountered all kinds of sick fucks. There were men, like him, who liked to cause a little pain, sadists, but they trained hard not to push too hard.
Some men and women, however, didn’t care how much they pushed. They didn’t believe in any boundary and simply pushed.
In her quest to find a sadist had she found this kind of men?
The very thought sickened him. Something had happened to her, but he didn’t know what it was.
He walked toward the sitting room, finding her in the nearest one. She was kneeling on the floor with her dark thighs spread open for him to see the naked lips of her sex. Her head was bowed in submission. Daniel wanted to touch her body. Her dark skin called to him, leaving him in need to feel her, to taste.
“You please me, pet,” he said, entering the room. He pushed the coffee table out of the way and circled her body. She released a little gasp as he moved the table with ease. Stroking her head, he stared at the curves of her body. She was perfect. He took a seat on the sofa. “Move to face me.”
She shuffled on the floor, her head still bowed, but she settled between his thighs. Her naked, curvy body was on display for him to touch.
She’s not ours yet.
He cupped her chin and forced her to look at him. “You can’t feel pain, Dawn.”
The change inside her was instant. He held her chin even as she made to pull away from him.
“You don’t know that. It will happen soon.”
“Sticking your finger into a steaming cup of liquid tells me all I need to know. You didn’t make a sound. Last night, you didn’t respond to my bites. I turned you on, but I didn’t cause you pain.”
“I like a lot of pain.”
He stared at her, seeing the denial within her depths, and the lies spilling from her mouth.
“I don’t know what you like to feel. If you can’t feel pain then in certain cases, the person starts to feel like they need pain. You’re not craving pain, Dawn. You’re hunting for it because the idea of not feeling it scares you.” She stared at him with tears in her eyes. He released her face and reached down to haul her up into his lap.
Dawn didn’t fight him as he settled her onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around her body, holding her tight against him so she couldn’t move.
“We’re going to talk about this, and you’re not going to argue with me.” He infused his alpha voice as he spoke. She stopped struggling. The hairs on her arms stood on end letting him know he was winning their little dispute. He rested a hand on her stomach while the other he placed on her thigh. “Something happened during your transition. Most young wolves have a family or a pack that cares about them. They’re nursed during their transition into their first turning. During that time the body goes through a lot of stuff. In rare cases, wires get crossed, and something bad happens.” He was using all of his own knowledge to tell her this. The only reason he needed the doctor was for him to assess if there was anything they could do to stop the wires from being crossed. “These bad things turn an ordinary wolf into someone who can’t process pain. When people find out about their lack of pain threshold it makes them vulnerable to predators.” He licked his lips. “For you, you’re a natural submissive, so you’re open to men or women who’d want a toy to play with. They’re sadists of the worst kind, Dawn.”
He looked to her side and saw the tears glistening in her eyes. How much had she endured in the last few years before she met him? No one had looked deep enough to see the need she was suffering.