Chapter 270

“Don’t worry, Sean,” Dad said. “I’m pretty sure you’ll enjoy it.”

I was pretty sure he would too. He had no clue how good wolf sex could be. He’d be finding out tonight. He was going to get my ass tonight. I’d cleaned it out just for him. Alicia’s too, just in case.

I should mention that when we sat down, the napkins at the tables were different. They showed the female symbol, the circle with the cross, being penetrated by three male symbols, with large arrows, two in back and one in front, while a small male symbol with a limp arrow hovered off to the side. The wedding cake, set as a centerpiece in the room, showed an imposing male figure, with a collar and leash on the female, who knelt at his feet, while another male stood forlornly off to the side. If that wasn’t clear enough, they were labeled Master, Slut Slave and Cuckold. I doubted there was anyone over the age of ten who didn’t know what was implied by the symbolism. Whoever had arranged it was making Carl’s sta