Chapter 120
“Let me take Lynnie.” Luna states quietly, taking the sleeping pup from my arms. The weight difference throws me off as I stagger slightly backwards into Dr. Pierce.
“What happened at dinner to make you so tense and fearful?” She asks as I try to get out of her hold.
“I’m not certain, Angela. It looks like we need to get more information from Demetri.” Luna responds when all I can do is shake my head.
“Let’s get you in your room. I’m going to help you get out of your pants before you get in bed. I’m going to use your thigh for the shots and I need to change the bandage on your left leg.”
I’m panting hard as I struggle to move, her touch is gentle on my arms as I step forward only to stumble back into her. I’m tense and struggling to contain my desire to fight. My movements are instinctual as I pull my hands away from hers. I whine in frustration as I try to move again towards the room but my muscles just won’t cooperate. Luna backs away as Dr. Pierce struggles with me. She tries again to close her arms around me but again I pull away, standing up for myself is proving to be my own undoing as I’m literally paralyzed.
“Don’t fight, Cole.” Dr. Pierce’s voice cuts through my increasing panic. “Move with me.”
Her grip is firm but not painful as I attempt to pull away. “Come on, left first.”
I finally pick my foot up and move it forward before doing the same with the right. I’m moving slowly with Dr. Pierce right behind me as we enter the room. My body is on fire as the adrenaline from cussing Lucas out comes crashing down, leaving me weak and riddled with excruciating pain.
“Hold on to the bedpost.”
Dr. Pierce’s voice brings my attention to the bed beside me. The bed has been left in much the same way as I left it last night as the only thing I did this morning was take my medication. I’m vaguely aware of Dr. Pierce pulling my pants down as she does it with such tender care for my wounds that I barely feel it.
“Lift one of your feet.”
I start with my right and wait for further directions. My mind has switched to auto pilot, merely reacting to commands and nothing else.
“Stay still Cole. I’m going to use your right thigh for these shots.”
I grab hold of the post with both hands. I’ve never had shots standing up before but my right thigh is about the best place right now.
“Can you put all your weight on your left? It’s okay if you can’t but it will be less painful considering your current position.”
I start shifting my position as she wipes down my leg, whimpering lightly as the pain increases.
“I hear your whimpers, Cole. I’m going to do this quickly.”
Before I can respond I feel the pressure then the intense burn of the first medication, taking the very breath out of me. My grip tightens around the tall post of the bed as I’m hit with the second. I can’t stifle my yelp as the sting of this one hits me harder than the burn of the first. I’m whimpering hard and can’t control my urge to pull away from her every touch.
“I’m sorry those were so rough.”
Her voice is soothing but it’s hard for me to stay still as she places the bandaids on my leg. I finally place my leg on the ground as I can’t handle the painful burn coming from my other thigh. It’s taking everything I have not to bang my head into the post of the bed as everything I feel starts to hit at the same time.
I feel firm but gentle hands wrap around me as my wheezing becomes even more pronounced.
“I’m your same height so I can handle you leaning against me. Let me have your hands.”
It’s a struggle for me to comply. I cringe and hold what little breath I’m getting as she gently massages my hands, loosening my hold on the bed before encouraging me to take the final three steps needed for me to lay down.
I can feel my body shaking as I attempt to lay on my right side but anything touching my left leg right now is pure torture, leading me to get frustrated and it’s getting harder to contain it.
“Angela.” I hear Luna’s voice calling Dr. Pierce as I hear the multiple machines in the room getting turned on.
“He’s having a really tough time getting comfortable with that leg being burned. Do you have an extra pillow we can put between his knees?”
I barely stifle my yelp as I feel Luna’s hand grasp mine, keeping me from clawing at the pillow my head is on.
My eyes are closed but I feel, smell and hear everything around me. I stiffen hard as I feel the warm body of Madilyn being laid against my chest. Luna’s hand gently guides my own until it is wrapped gently around her daughter.
I open my eyes, frozen in fear as I look into her gentle light blue eyes. I watch her as she lays on the other side of Madilyn.
“Please.” I whisper pathetically. “I’m in too much pain, Luna. I don’t want to hurt her.”
I’m breathless after trying to explain so very little but it does no good.
“You’re not going to hurt her.”
I close my eyes again as she reaches towards me, her touch can barely be felt along my temple, yet I still find myself cringing and whimpering under her comfort. I hear the sounds of the nebulizer starting up and despite how desperately I need it I simply can’t calm the panic welling up inside me.
I feel Luna sit up in the bed before a phone ringing can easily be heard. The mask to the nebulizer is gently placed over my mouth and nose just as I hear alpha’s voice over the phone.
“Demetri, what happened at dinner after I left? I know Lucas was being ridiculous with his comments but he was a lot better than this when I brought Maddie up.”
“I’m sorry. I should have warned you two that he would be rough. He got fed up with Lucas’s comments and cussed him out. The trouble is he’s disclosed disturbing information both from his own pack as well as what, or rather who, Lucas was having relations with last night. I’m certain disclosing such information about the alpha’s son the way he did has him anticipating some sort of significant physical punishment.”
I cringe as I hear his words, bucking my head in my fight against the mask.
“Cole, stop fighting Angela. I know it’s difficult for you but you need to calm down and allow the medication to work.”
I’m shaking badly as I reach for Dr. Pierce’s hand. She has one very gently holding the soft mask against my battered face and I can feel the other holding the back of my head.
“Thank you, Demetri.” Dr. Pierce speaks to the phone.
“I’m guessing the phone is close enough for Cole to hear me if he responded that quickly.”
“Yes dear. You’re on speaker phone so he can hear you but he’s still really tense and shaking badly. Angela is holding the nebulizer mask to his face right now. He keeps trying to fight it even though he’s wheezing badly.”
“I’m not surprised. Considering how bruised his face is now I imagine strapping even the foam lined mask to him would cause pain. Plus when he’s panicking everything becomes confining. Cole, I need you to listen to me son.”
I try to shrink away from his voice, not ready to hear the punishment I know my broken, battered body cannot handle.
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