Chapter 33: The Strength of Submission

Freddy gives me an odd look when I ask him to come to join us. He seems unsure whether or not I’m going to have the two of them fight, have him witness me yelling at Mel, or what. I hold up a hand and smile at him. “I was hoping we could talk to you a bit about submission,” I say.

He looks at me, then at her, then back at me. “What about it?” he asks.

I gesture to a chair, and he sits down, on the same side of the table as me.

“It’s not quite the same,” I say. “But being a beta wolf means being somewhat submissive. So Melanie was wondering how you manage to square up being sexually submissive with being as, um, manly as you are?”

He chuckles. “So basically you’re giving me the old, ‘what do you mean you’re submissive? You seem like such a normal person!’ thing?”

Melanie looks anxious. “I, um. I guess. Sort of. Yeah.”

Freddy smirks. “Why does it make you uncomfortable for me to put it that way?” he asks her.