The Son of Red Fang by Diana Sockriter novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112

I watch him move his arms until his hands grab hold of my arm.

“Good job Jamie.” I whisper as I rub his head. “Angela, I need you to grab his legs. We move on three.”

I give the count and we move him successfully to the next bed. I smile as Cole curls his body protectively into Jamie’s and it only takes a few minutes after for both he–wolves to relax into a decent slumber.

Angela and Kathy are both quite shocked at their response to each other. Angela grabs a heavy flannel sheet and lays it over the two of them as I connect the formula to Cole’s tube. It’s as we’re getting ready to leave that a stocky, red headed green eyed he–wolf walks through the door.

“Perfect timing, Alpha Caspian.”

“Good evening, sir.”

“Cole,” I place my hand gently upon his shoulder as I talk, “has had all 8 o’clock medication I just have to mark it off. Jamie,” I move my hand to Jamie’s shoulder, “has a small dose of steroids in the bin on the counter that I have not given yet. He just got in here and I felt, since they are very close friends, that putting them together would help both of them. Physically and mentally. Everything else has been taken care of. I will stop by briefly after dinner to answer any questions and give any additional instructions that I may have forgotten. Otherwise, everything is in their charts.”

Caspian nods his head, ending it in a slight bow as I proceed out the door to the pack house dining room.

I stop in my office briefly for the folder of pictures, steno pad and pen that I’ve started writing in before getting to the dining hall. To my surprise it seems everything is calming down right on time. The omegas have just finished setting up the table with a wide array of food for everyone that’s going to meet with me tonight. Most of the seats at the table are going to be filled as I have all of my upper ring involved in the warrior program meeting for dinner.

I run into Lilly putting the finishing touches on the table. I put my pen and paper on the table before wrapping my arms around her waist. I pull her back against my chest and lay my cheek upon her shoulder. Closing my eyes, I take in the comforting scent of my mark near her neck. I stay for a moment until I start hearing the chatter of everyone else heading towards the room. I peck kiss her neck a few times before lifting my head and getting a chaste kiss from her. I give her a smile before letting her go, gathering my things and moving to the head of the table where I always sit.

I grab my plate and take a moment to survey the table. Tonight is a beautiful spread of all my favorites. Ribeye steaks cooked on the grill with sautéed onions, bell peppers and mushrooms. Baked potatoes, baked macaroni and cheese, steamed broccoli and baby carrots to finish off the selection.

It’s not as much of a selection as what they put in the banquet hall for the pack or the dining hall for the visiting warriors but it’s always a decent dinner and I’ve never been too picky when it comes to eating.

I make my way around the table, helping myself to a bit of everything but I keep it smaller than usual as I’m not certain how much I’m going to eat once I get started talking about everything we’ve learned in one day about Cole.

I take my seat and start cutting my food, setting it up so I can eat with my left hand while writing with my right. I have a lot of thoughts in my head that I know I need to get started on. I’ve already started slowly eating my food and writing notes by the time everyone one else is clambering around the table getting what they want to eat. I wait for everyone to settle down and start eating, waiting for the first question to be asked before getting into the work that needs to be done. As usual, my beta Patrick, doesn’t wait long to deliver on my expectations.

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