The Son of Red Fang by Diana Sockriter novel Chapter 141

The Son of Red Fang

Chapter 141

He stills suddenly at my question but doesn’t answer so I move on to what I really need from him.

“Now that you’re quiet and still I really need you to feel the water. Concentrate on what you’re feeling right now, not what it’s been in the past. I need you to answer two things. Is the water too hot and is there any pain at all?”

His eyes are closed as he breathe

heavily, recovering from his fear driven fight.

“The temperature is fine but…..” He trails off as if he’s embarrassed to admit what he feels.

“Cole. We talked before ever getting you in the bath. I need to know what you feel so I can adjust the water.”

“It always hurts alpha. There’s…..”

“No Cole.” He winces at my interruption. “What do you feel right now?”

Even though his behavior makes it obvious that he’s uncomfortable, I need him to tell me. There’s a long pause where all you can hear is my hand dipping into the water and gently wetting the back of his head. His body jolts in my hold as Angela comes through the door.

“I’m sorry alpha. The water burns. All over me. Please stop putting it on my head. I can’t stay in here. Please let me go.”

His fight renews as he reaches for the edge of the tub.

“Looks like you could use a little help.”

“Yes, thank you, I respond to Angela as my grip on Cole starts to falter.

“I had a feeling that one set of the medication wouldn’t be enough for the amount of injuries he has so I grabbed a second bag. It’s on the counter.”

Cole freezes up again as we both hear Angela walk over to the counter and the rustle of the plastic bag as she picks it up. Cole is trembling hard as she opens the first bottle and pours it in the water around his body. He grabs my arms desperately trying to pull himself out of the water.

As the second bottle is being poured his fear is impossible to imagine as he pushes away from me and grabs the side of the tub with both hands.

He has entered full fight or flight mode as his desperation to get out of the water grows.

He yelps loudly as his legs rub against mine, repeatedly pushing me away as I try to gather him in my arms desperately trying to comfort and console the young man’s panic. I can tell that he’s tiring but he won’t give up this fight easily. Thinking quickly I turn on my parental side in the hopes of not having to submit him.

“Cole, you will stop this!”

My tone is firm but my aura is fatherly. My desire is that the combination will freeze his fight without the panic that occurs during submission. He freezes completely, gripping the side of the tub so hard his knuckles are turning white, panting wildly as he begs.

“Alpha please, I can handle the water like it is. Please stop adding to it. Please stop adding salt.”

I look at Angela. It’s obvious she has heard his pleas but had stopped adding anything to the water when the second bottle was finished.

“Come to me, Cole.” I nearly whisper as I attempt to gather him into my arms like one of my own pups.

His resistance is weak as he whimpers, his eyes are closed as I gently remove his hands from the tub. He’s trembling violently but seems to be responding to my slower than normal movements.

“Wrap your arms around me and lay your head on my shoulder with your nose to my neck.”

I’ve calmed my voice considerably as 1 ease him into my arms.

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