The Son of Red Fang by Diana Sockriter novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163

“Have you given her any medication?” Angela continues her interview.

“I bit in half the medication I use.”

“So approximately a quarter mil of Ativan and two mil of Zofran.”

“Yes ma’am. How did you know?”

“It’s the only scripts you have, I just never asked why.”

Madilyn has finally drank the medication Angela gave to her.

“Do

you think

you can stand on the scale for me?”

Angela asks as she picks Madilyn up. She shakes her head all the way to the scale but manages to stand long enough for Angela to get a weight on her before bringing her back.

“What about you, Dem? You’re about the roughest I’ve seen since med school.” I sigh deeply as I look at her.

“I guess so considering you only resigned from full time council work and came home three years ago. I don’t think you’ve been here when I’ve been hit with a wolf in need.”

“I’m sorry.”

Cole’s voice is meek again. I look beside me, catching his gaze.

“Don’t be. I’ve been on medication for this stuff since I was twelve.”

He closes his eyes and sighs heavily but says nothing else.

“When was the last time you needed to take medication?”

“A little over four years ago. Over my first six years in the warrior program I pulled two dozen wolves from their packs and reported those packs to the council. Only three of those wolves chose to join the pack; the others chose to explore other packs once they passed the psychological evaluation deeming them stable. I use low doses of Ativan and Zofran to control the nausea, stomach cramps and anxiety. I’m usually on them for about a week. I knew something was up when Red Fang’s bus first got into the territory.”

“Is that why you went out there this time?”

Lilly asks as she starts putting things together.

“Yes. Returning to your question, Angela. Ciara Symth was the last wolf four and a half years ago and medication wise, I’ve taken half mil plus what I didn’t give Lyn of Ativan and four mil plus the half of Zofran.”

Angela nods her head in understanding.

“Ciara? You’re talking about the warrior?”

“One of my best. It took her a while to get where she needed to be but yes, my top ranked female and third overall warrior is the last wolf I rescued before Cole.”

“I’ll put in an order for the quarter mil and two/mil of Ativan and Zofran for Lyn. How are your symptoms? Do you want a week of something a little stronger?”

I close my eyes and take several deep breaths with my nose in Madilyn’s hair before answering her.

“I would appreciate something stronger for a week or so. It seems like what I’ve taken tonight only works when I’m decently distracted.”

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Chapter 163

“How about one mil and six mil?”

“Thank you. It seems his nightmare ran three of us over tonight.”

I can hear Cole squeak a little in the background as if he wants to say something but stops himself before he does.

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