Chapter 87
I sigh as I nod. “I think we’re going to have to this round.”
“How are you thinking of doing it?”
“The two large black straps that go around him and the bed. I’m going to make some accommodations so he’s more comfortable though.”
Angela nods as she goes back to the counter. Cole’s skin flinches every time I hear her put a set of restraints away. I watch her silently as she kneels beside the bed and starts attaching the restraint system to the underside of it.
“I’m going to start laying you down, Cole. This is only temporary and I won’t leave your side.”
“I can’t do this. I’m scared and weak. I’m sorry alpha. So, so sorry.”
He’s whining hard as I persuade him down onto the bed, laying with him while Angela lifts his legs onto the bed.
I feel him grab hold of my shirt as he buries his face into my neck. I stay with him as he whimpers through his fears, waiting for him to calm much like I still do for Damian any time he has to have something big done in the hospital wing.
“I need you to let me go so I can start making you comfortable. It’s getting quite late at night and you’re more than deserving of a decent sleep.” I whisper softly.
He slowly releases his grip on me as I encourage him to lay on his back. Angela has gone over to the cabinets and is pulling out the various medications and supplies needed for stitching his head and lancing the abscess near his neck.
His eyes are closed as he concentrates heavily on his breathing. We seem to have come to an understanding that this needs to be done. He places his arms over his eyes once he lets go of me, his feet are flat against the bed with his knees in the air. I work quickly, grabbing pillows to tuck on each side of him before lowering his arms gently to his chest. I rub his legs until he lowers them before I cover his body up to his arms with a thick flannel sheet. I place a pillow over his legs before picking up both sides of the strap that’s going to help keep him on the bed.
“Keep up the deep breathing, Cole. This is the first of two straps. I’m keeping this very simple and it’s only temporary. I will remove them once you’re comfortable with what we’re doing.”
“I don’t get comfortable sir. You won’t be able to loosen me.”
His voice is cracking as he struggles to maintain his calmness. He’s moving his arms uncomfortably as I tighten the strap around his legs. Moving his legs rhythmically, testing his ability to move as I move towards the head of the bed. His eyes are closed but his face is contorted with fear and anxiety as his open mouth breaths become short and fast. He’s settled his hands over his eyes again, soft whimpers coming from his throat. I wrap my hands around his wrists using my thumbs to gently rub the backs of his hands. He tugs gently, trying to get out of my grip.
“Cole,” I speak gently. “I need you to try to trust.”
Angela has made her way back over to us just as Cole opens his eyes. Looking deep into mine the fear and panic is immeasurable.
“It’s okay, Cole.”
I try to soothe as I bring his arms down to his chest. I position them across his chest horizontally so they don’t overlap before placing a thin pillow over top and grabbing the straps before he can start resisting. It’s as he feels the straps tighten down on him that his panic rises again. He’s panting hard and wiggling even harder.
“Give me a minute to calm him.”
I receive a silent nod from Angela as I sit at the head of the bed. I lower the stool so my arms rest comfortably on the bed. I place one arm on the left side of his head. He immediately turns his head away, his whimpers becoming louder as if the movement hurt him, something I hadn’t noticed before. He’s thrashing his head from one side to the other, his confusion and panic building.
“Easy there Cole. It seems this thrashing is causing you quite a bit of pain.”
I whisper as I slide my right hand under his neck. He freezes immediately upon feeling me, his body and breathing becoming stiff.
“I’m sorry, please don’t hurt me.”
He gasps as if he was holding his breath.
“I know submission holds have been painful and abused in your past. As hard as it is to do, I need you to concentrate on me in the right now. I’m not going to hurt you.”
“Please stop telling me that. It’s only a matter of time before I mess up and you lay into me like you did Dallas and Richard.”
“You heard about that?”
“Jamie told me.” His voice is hushed as he comes down from his panic.
“I was hoping that talking with you might help take your mind off the numbing process.”
I duck my head down beside his ear now that he’s finally still. Angela has made her way around to his right side and is shaking the can of frost we use to help numb an area getting multiple shots.
“Stay still Cole. This stuff is very cold and it’s important that you don’t breathe it in.”
Angela uses her hand against his face to gently shield him from the fumes as she sprays down his neck. He yelps softly as I hear her spray again.
“I’m sorry I didn’t warn you. You should only feel pressure from this first shot in your arm. This is toradol. It’s going to help reduce inflammation so you’re not in so much pain.”
His breathing is stiff but deeper and more even now. It seems that he’s managed to calm down but I’m not certain how long it will last.
“These next shots are the rough ones. The frost will eliminate the pinch but not the sting. You’ve had the lidocaine before so you know that it builds. It’s important that you be still. This is a very sensitive area with it being at the base of your neck.”
I adjust my hold so he can’t move his head as Angela starts on the shots. He’s wincing badly and holding his breath with each shot he receives but he’s not fighting my hold on him.
“You’re doing great Cole. I want you to try talking to me. Ask me anything you want to know. We’re going to take turns. You ask first and I’ll answer with absolute honesty. Then it’s my turn to ask and you answer. Now you go?”
“What happened to Dallas, Richard and Andrew?”
His breathing is tight between words telling me he’s holding his breath with every shot he receives.
“Breath Cole. Nice and slow. How much was Jamison able to tell you today?”
“I thought I was asking the question?”
“Yes sir, you are but knowing what you’ve been told will allow me to confirm or correct what happened. At least what I’ve seen of it.”
“He said he got jumped by the three of them when he came out of his room to grab the case of water left by his door. He was able to fight all three of them until one of them….”
“Breath Cole.”
I soothe as I run my fingers lightly beneath his jawline. He catches his breath briefly before relaxing slightly.
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