Page 8 of Defiance
Not that Logan had said as much, but he had major doubts about this part of the plan. He’d experienced first-hand what his pack was capable of. Cole had been a shifter for all of five minutes, he didn’t have years of control to fall back on. Nor did he have any training on how to handle an interrogation.
Maybe they’ll go easy on him? Michael wanted him to be a functioning member of his pack after this was all over or he would have sent him straight to prison, right?Even as he thought the words, he knew it wouldn’t work like that.
The McKillan pack didn’t work like that. There was no pat on the head and a “don’t do that again.” If you made a mistake, you were punished accordingly. And then it was forgotten.
Before Logan could lose himself to worry all over again, the door swung open and Jacob strode in. The sheer relief at seeing him was overwhelming.
Ignoring Paul, Jacob walked straight over to Logan and put his hand at the base of his throat. The warmth of his palm and the familiar comforting scent soothed Logan’s wolf, and he leant into his touch.
“I don’t think the ropes are necessary any longer, do you?” Jacob sent Paul a pointed look over his shoulder and got a “fine” in response.
Then Paul stood and walked behind Logan to untie him.
“Thanks,” Logan whispered, more to Jacob than to Paul.
“You okay?” Jacob slid his hand under Logan’s chin and tilted his head up until their eyes met. Something in his expression set Logan on edge. He had a feeling he wasn’t going to like what Jacob had to say.
“Yeah,” Logan replied, shaking out his arms and rubbing at the tender skin on his wrists as it healed. “I’m fine.”
Paul glanced between the two of them. “What did Michael say?” He crossed his arms, gaze settling on Jacob expectantly.
Jacob sighed heavily, and Logan’s stomach sank.
This was it.
“Dependant on a favourable outcome of Cole’s interrogation, both you and Aaron are to be responsible for teaching Cole about our pack history, rules, and etiquette. You will also help with training where Paul deems it necessary and will escort Cole on all full-moon runs and any authorised outings.”
“For how long?” Logan tried to keep his excitement from showing. Aside from helping Paul’s team, that didn’t seem like a punishment at all.
“For as long as Michael deems it necessary.” Jacob rolled his eyes, where only Logan could see. “He’s requested weekly update meetings to check on your progress.”
Lovely.
Logan couldn’t imagine many things more nerve-wracking than having to face their alpha each week and report in.
Paul’s eyebrows drew together. “That’s not all though, right?” He’d obviously been expecting something far worse, and so had Logan.
“No, that’s not it.”
“Both you and Aaron will make daily reports to me on your progress with Cole. At the minute, neither of you will be eligible to be candidate liaison for the January intake.”
“What?” Logan’s gaze snapped up.
If he couldn’t meet with candidates, how the fuck was he supposed to see if any of them needed help like Cole had?
Jacob squeezed his shoulder. “He might change his mind on that one. It’s still five months away.”
Paul snorted. “Yeah, because you two made such a good job of things this time around.”
Logan had forgotten that Aaron had a candidate go missing too. He made a mental note to find out what had happened to them.
Later though.
Jacob still had his hand resting on Logan’s shoulder, the weight of it both reassuring and unnerving.
There was more to their punishment.
“Because Cole was your candidate,” Jacob continued, keeping eye contact with Logan. “Your responsibility. Simon feels you should also be involved in his interrogation. And Michael agreed with him.”
