Chapter 31
I make my way back to the medical wing as I promised Cole I would check on him before lunch. This time I’ve brought my own stethoscope from my office so I’m not borrowing someone else's.
I open the door quietly not wanting to startle the young man and step inside. I startle lightly as another hand I wasn’t expecting is keeping me from shutting it.
“Damian, I wasn’t expecting you to come until after lunch.”
I watch my son shrug his shoulders as he joins me in the room.
“I know it’s my first time training the prospects on my own but damn this Red Fang pack has a bunch of bickering cry babies. Most of them haven’t stopped complaining since breakfast. It’s either bitching about Cole being the alpha’s favorite or how unfair their punishment is. I’m ready to send the whole lot of them home.”
I can’t help but smile and stifle a small laugh. My experience with Red Fang has left a lasting impression on me. Overall, they tend to be lazy. The only reason why the two surrounding packs, White Fang and White Moon have allied themselves with Red Fang is because of numbers. Red Fang is massive where White Fang and White Moon are a split pack ruled by brothers. To my knowledge, Red Fang doesn’t have a formal training program for the warriors that guard their borders, the three packs collaborate on what each pack needs and agree upon a single training program for all of them. Based on the argument I heard last night it sounds as if another bordering pack has allied with them recently.
As we get further into the room it’s easy to tell that Cole is still struggling. The young man is still heavily sedated but that doesn’t keep him from fighting. He’s whimpering loudly as he thrashes around fighting off some invisible assailant. The blanket we had on him is on the floor along with one of the pillows and his oxygen has been knocked completely off his face. The heart monitor is going crazy making me wonder how long he’s been like this without Angela or I getting an alert on our phones.
I quicken my pace getting over to him, hopping up on the end of the bed near his feet. He immediately reacts to my presence as it’s hard to stifle my alpha aura during situations that require quick thinking and acting.
His movements stiffen to the point that he’s barely moving, his hands are clawing at the sheet. He’s trying to stifle his whimpers and crying but they are still easily heard.
Damian stops in front of Cole. It’s his first time seeing the young man’s chest. I can’t blame him for his shocked expression and inability to move. The angry red cuts mix with the black and blue bruises along his chest and it’s hard to see where a patch of normal looking skin resides on his abdomen.
I grab hold of his hands as Cole’s fight suddenly renews. I’m on my hands and knees over top of him gently using my weight to still his movements before using my voice to soothe the frightened young man.
“Cole, I need you to wake up.”
My voice is relatively gentle considering the commanding tone I must use to reach him.
“Cole, I need you to wake up. It’s just a bad dream. You’re in the medical wing at Crimson Dawn. No one is hurting you here.”
He stills his fight completely but he’s still whining hard on top of his wheezing. I move one hand to the back of his head, the base of my palm barely touching his neck and start a gentle rhythmic rub while his legs are pinned beneath me and his hands are held still by mine. I can feel him gently pull his hands but my grip is firm and keeps them still. He tries his legs as well, getting the same results. His breathing quickens as he continues trying to free his hands. I can feel his panic growing as my grip remains firm.
“Cole, I will let you go as soon as you show me control. I’m not hurting you. Listen to my voice, it will tell you who I am.”
The young man continues to fight against my grip. I know why he would panic if he was tied but I restrained him earlier and he managed a lot better than this.
“Cole” I try again to capture his attention but it again falls onto panicked ears.
“Please... no.... tie...., please... let... go....”
He’s increasing his struggle as he whimpers and whines. Damian is confused and horrified as to how quickly Cole has changed. I know I have to gain control but I’m trying hard not to submit Cole out.
“I need you to listen to my voice, Cole. I know you don’t trust me but I need you to at least realize where you’re at and that everything is different here. You’re not tied down and you’re not going to be but I need control Cole. Otherwise you’re going to hurt yourself.”
“I’m.... sorry.... alpha..... I.....can’t..... do..... this.... please..... I.....need..... a..... cath.... they.... always..... hurt....”
“Is that why you’re so upset? You think I’m restraining you so we can cath you?”
“Can’t.... make..... it to..... bathroom.... hurts..... bad..... to hold”
“I understand what you need Cole but I need you calm so I know you’re not going to hurt yourself. Relax with me.”
He slows his pulling of his hands and legs until they are still but he doesn’t relax.
“That’s better Cole. I need you to concentrate on my touch. What do you feel?”
He starts moving his head around but unlike previous times that I’ve rubbed his head, his anxiety spikes instead of relaxes.
“No..... please...... No.... trouble..... I’m..... sorry.....”
What he says confuses me as does his sudden strength in fighting me. He pulls his hands from mine with incredible strength considering his condition before rolling onto his stomach.
He’s gone into a desperate state of fight or flight triggering a partial shift as his claws dig into the bed trying to pull himself out from under me. Damian remains frozen in place as the young man tears multiple holes in the sheet and mattress in his crazed attempt to get away from me. It doesn’t take long to realize I have to do what I was trying to avoid with such a scared he-wolf.
I place my hand fully on his neck preparing to submit him out when he gets even worse. His screams echo loudly around the room causing Damian and I both to cringe at the sound. Our only savior at the moment is that the room is soundproof, all the rooms in the medical wing are. I have never had such a terrifying response to a hard submission grab let alone a partial.
I immediately change my tactics and grab ahold of his clawing hands. I use my weight and height to my advantage to slow his movements and in a calm but commanding voice I make my command.
“Alpha Cole Jonathan Redmen you will submit.”
He whines loudly as he’s obviously torn with the command. He knows that he’s to follow a direct command from any pack’s lead alpha but it seems as if he feels it’s putting him in an even greater vulnerability than he already is.
“I’m.... sorry..... alpha..... please..... don’t.... hurt..... me....”
I freeze briefly as I listen to the young man’s pleas, horrified at such a dramatic response towards submission.
“Cole, I need you to relax. It’s important that you submit. Fighting me is putting you in a very dangerous situation.”
He’s squeezing my hands hard and I can feel his entire body shake beneath me.
“Alpha.... please.... no sub.... mission..... please..... don’t.... hurt.... me.”
I swallow hard, keeping emotions in check and running the pack with a level head are critical traits for every alpha and this young he-wolf is challenging both of those as he collapses. Finally giving up his fight as his body shakes hard with his sobs.
“I need you to move with me Cole. I’m not going to hurt you. Damian, I need your help getting him back on his side.”
I see a mix of emotions in Damian’s eyes as he silently nods. I work my way off of Cole while maintaining a hold on his hands.
“I need to get you on your side so I can help you with your bathroom issue. I promise, as long as you can push it out I don’t need to cath you.”
“I.... can’t..... push..... it hurts.”
Damian and I finish rolling him to his side just as Angela walks in. She immediately goes to the cabinet and starts pulling out everything we use for a catheter.
“We told him that we wouldn’t until we had to.”
“That was before my second phone call to Dr. Carter where I challenged him on why they restrain Cole so harshly when he’s really sweet and the reason behind the cath and feeding tube. His experience with Cole has shown him that his body shuts down making it difficult for him to do everyday functions.”
“Bring the urinal container with you. I’m giving him a chance before we cath him. Damian, help me get his pants off.”
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