Only a few days into the week Wolf was getting antsy to change to his wolf-form. The human body could be useful sometimes, but it was also stifling. He didn't have the broad range of senses that he could enjoy as a wolf, even if he was colorblind at the time. Finally he got so sick of it that when a perfect excuse came up he readily used it.

He ran through the hallway in wolf-from carrying his books in his mouth. The bell was going to ring any minute and he wanted to make it to class on time. Actually, he didn't really care if he was late or not. He was running at top speed for sheer enjoyment; it felt great to exercise like that again. He rounded a corner and almost made it to class.

Then someone grabbed his collar, halting him in his tracks. The sudden stop caused the momentum to carry his body forward, flipping him onto his back. He landed on the floor and couldn't breathe for a few seconds. When he recovered he looked up to see who did that to him.

Logan was glaring down at him with his arms crossed. Wolf swallowed; he looked pissed. He rolled back onto his feet and hunched down, tucking his tail between his legs and laying his ears back. He stared at the floor, unwilling to look Logan in the eyes.

Logan growled and reached down to grab Wolf's collar again. He dragged him into his office, giving Wolf no choice but to follow. When they were in he closed and locked the door. "Change form," he ordered.

Wolf reluctantly turned himself back into a human.

Logan looked at him sternly. "What did I tell you about running in the hallways?" he growled, "And you're in your wolf-form. Again. You know you're grounded!"

Wolf looked down. "I was going to be late for class."

Logan rolled his eyes. "Since when do you care? That's not an excuse."

Wolf huffed in annoyance. Logan didn't understand his need to get out of his human body and just run. It was instinct.

"Bend over my desk," Logan ordered him.

Wolf groaned. "Do I have to?" he asked.

"Yes," Logan said as he turned him to face the desk and tugged his pants down. "I gave you plenty of warning about what would happen if you did either of those things."

Wolf whined and bent over slightly.

Logan opened a desk drawer and grabbed Wolf's other collar; the one that would stop him from transforming. Wolf whined as Logan took off his normal collar and replaced it with the hated one.

"Stop whining," Logan said, "You knew this would happen." Next Logan reached for a newspaper on his desk and began to roll it up tightly.

Wolf blinked in surprise, then he smirked. "That's what you're going to use on me?"

"Yes," Logan growled, "If you want to act like a dog, I'm treating you like one."

Wolf laughed and leaned over on the desk, completely relaxed now. "If you're trying to embarrass me, it won't work," he snickered, "And that's not going to hurt." He smirked at him as he rested his head on his forearms.

Logan just looked at him. "If I were you, I'd wipe that smirk off that face." He raised the newspaper and brought it down hard on his backside, making a loud SMACK!

It took a few seconds, then Wolf jumped up in surprise at the searing pain in his bottom. "Yee-ouch!"

Logan smirked. "I thought it wouldn't hurt."

"What's in that thing? A lead bar?"

"It's just rolled up very tightly. Get back over the desk."

Wolf whimpered and rubbed his butt. "I-I'm sorry Logan. I'm not going to do that again, please don't-"

"Bend over," Logan interrupted, crossing his arms.

Wolf whimpered and bent back over, much more tense than he was before.

Logan put a hand on his back to keep him down, then began to swat him with the newspaper again.

Wolf immediately began to whimper and squirm. He never thought a newspaper could hurt worse than Logan's hand, but somehow it did. "Please stop!" he begged as tears began to slide down his face.

Logan ignored him and spanked him for another three minutes. "Are you going to behave now?" he asked sternly.

"Yes!" Wolf sobbed. It was beyond painful, and he just wanted it to stop.

"Good," Logan said as he set the newspaper down and rubbed his head.

Wolf immediately stood and pulled up his pants, then turned to cling onto Logan. He sobbed into his shirt. "I'm sorry!"

Logan looked down at him and sighed. "It's okay, Pup," he said as he rubbed his head, "Just be good now."

Wolf nodded and took a deep breath to calm down. "I'll try."

"Good. Go wash your face and then go to class," Logan said. He grabbed a scrap of paper and wrote a quick note on why he would be late. "Give this to your teacher when you get there."

Wolf wiped his eyes and took it. "Thanks," he said, looking sideways.

"You're welcome. Now get," Logan said, pushing him out the door.