Saturday, October 19th Pt. 3
I wake to find myself wet and freezing cold only I’m no longer in the tub with my mate. My body screams in pain, I can’t open my eyes and I’m struggling to breathe when I hear multiple voices surrounding me.
“How do we know if that water woke him when his eyes are swollen shut?”
A vaguely familiar voice asks as I feel a hand grab my arm near my shoulder.
“He’s awake. His breathing has changed. He’s trying to take deeper breaths to accommodate his asthma attack but he’s too beat down to realize all he’s doing is causing more pain. Doesn’t matter much. He hit me. You’re witness to that. He’s about to experience a whole new pain that makes the rest of this child’s play.”
Another familiar voice has grabbed the other arm and the two of them walk together dragging my feet on the floor.
“Are you really going to take the whip to him?”
The first voice sounds nervous, almost scared for me.
“He’ll be the youngest I’ve ever done. I’ll be surprised if he survives the night once I’m through but I’ve got a good two dozen teens his age that are acting up more than I approve of. What better way to teach them a lesson than tearing into my own son’s backside. All of them have been mandated to come view this punishment with at least one parent. The rest of the pack has an open ended invitation.”
I actively whimper and struggle for the first time since they picked me up as my sock clad feet are drug through the snow. I can feel the flakes steadily landing upon my face as I’m suddenly dropped upon something wooden. Before I can move in protest my shirt is ripped off my body, forcing my body upward before it collapses hard against the wood. My hands are grabbed before I can pull them away and placed in cold metal restraints. I finally find my fight, pulling helplessly on my arms trying to free myself but it’s to no avail.
A third person jumps in, helping the other to manipulate my body into the position that is desired before chaining my ankles in place. Once everything is verified as secured I can feel everyone leave.
“Tonight my son, Alpha Cole Jonathan Redmen, attempted to take over my position in the pack. He attacked me while in my office. As a preshift there’s no way he could have killed me and taken over but that didn’t keep him from being stupid enough to try. His current condition is a direct result of my self defense. Now that everyone has gathered I will implement his punishment. For the attempted murder of myself you are sentenced to your age in hits with a silver tipped whip.”
I can hear the gasps all around me before the loud crack of a whip causes me to scream. I fight the restraints even harder until the second crack lights my back on fire.
My scream is relentless as I suddenly find myself back in the warmth of the tub but this dream is just as terrifying as the first. I can still hear the boy’s screams over top of the sound of the whip cracking against his skin. My own screams don’t even cover the sounds the other two are already making. I try to get up but find myself weighted down with the mate I forgot was with me.
“Cole, what’s wrong?”
My screams have woken her and she is rightfully worried yet I can not physically speak. I’m literally trapped between experiencing what this boy is experiencing and reality.
It takes her several minutes to untangle herself from the mess I’ve made with the towels but she manages to exit the tub on her own. I am deafened by my own screams as I struggle to stand. The realization that my legs just simply are not working compounds my panic ten fold and I relent to the only thing I can think to do.
“Demetri!” I scream completely out of control. “Demetri please! I need you! Please alpha. It hurts. Goddess does it hurt.”
My voice quiets as I lay my head upon my arms. I’ve somehow managed to get them up on the far side of the tub with the widest ledge as I break down into sobs.
“What happened?” His voice pierces the momentary silence causing my yelps and screams to renew.
“I’m not sure.”
My mate’s voice timidly attempts to answer what she doesn’t understand.
“He woke up screaming a little while ago. He ran in here. I think he got sick but that’s around the time I started throwing up so I’m not certain. He started running a bath before suggesting it to me. I agreed to join. We fell asleep once we were relaxed in the water. Then he woke up screaming again.”
“Do you need help getting dry and dressed?” Deven’s voice enters the room.
“No sir.” Her voice wavers with fear and uncertainty.
“I would like to get you to the wing for observation. I also have additional blood draws that need to be done. It’s just over twelve hours since I gave you that first medication so we should be able to detect the highest purity level of silver now. I will have a third draw done around this time tomorrow which will allow us to determine the exact breakdown of what you’ve been holding.”
I’m facing the opposite direction when I hear her yelp.
“Jessa?” I can barely speak but it’s there.
“I’m okay.” She responds weakly.
“I’m going to help you into a robe and walk you to the wing. Demetri, do you think you can help Cole calm down while I help Jessa?”
“Yes sir.”
I can hear him confirm before hearing my mate struggle to walk out of the room.
“Nooooo!” I scream as I struggle again to leave the tub. “You can’t have her! She’s mine! Please don’t hurt her because she’s mine!”
I collapse again only this time a familiar scent is near. I’m blinded by my own tears but that doesn’t stop me from seeking it.
“Easy there Cole.” His voice is patient and soothing. “You’re far enough away from the padding that I can slip in behind you. I think you need to be held right now but getting you out of the tub is a two person job. Just be still.”
I can hear him moving around better than I can see him keeping my panicked state very high. I can feel him step into the tub behind me, sliding his legs slowly between me and the tub wall. My fight renews as he brushes against my back. Despite being completely numb from the waist down I’m also on fire. He gathers me quickly into his arms but the gentle hold only causes me more pain as I try to fight. It takes several minutes before my fight is exhausted and Demetri finds a position that I can tolerate.
I close my eyes tightly as I attempt to bury myself into his neck. He has remained mostly silent during our struggle and the only sound that can be heard now is the gentle shushing sounds one makes to calm a child. I’m struggling to breathe as a deep wheeze has taken over but alpha remains calm with a predictable rub to the back of my head. I have no clue of the time gone by when a set of footsteps approaches the room.
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