The Son of Red Fang by Diana Sockriter novel Chapter 222

The Son of Red Fang

Chapter 222

It’s a struggle for me to comply. I cringe and hold what little breath I’m getting as she gently massages my hands, loosening my hold on the bed before encouraging me to take the final three steps needed for me to lay down.

I can feel my body shaking as I attempt to lay on my right side but anything touching my left leg right now is pure torture, leading me to get frustrated and it’s getting harder to contain it.

“Angela.” I hear Luna’s voice calling Dr. Pierce as I hear the multiple machines in the room getting turned on.

“He’s having a really tough time getting comfortable with that leg being burned. Do you have an extra pillow we can put between his knees?”

I barely stifle my yelp as I feel Luna’s hand grasp mine, keeping me from clawing at the pillow my head is on.

My eyes are closed but I feel, smell and hear everything around me. I stiffen hard as I feel the warm body of Madilyn being laid against my chest. Luna’s hand gently guides my own until it is wrapped gently around her daughter.

I open my eyes, frozen in fear as I look into her gentle light blue eyes. I watch her as she lays on the other side of Madilyn.

“Please.” I whisper pathetically. “I’m in too much pain, Luna. I don’t want to hurt her.”

I’m breathless after trying to explain so very little but it does no good.

“You’re not going to hurt her.”

I close my eyes again as she reaches towards me, her touch can barely be felt along my temple, yet I still find myself cringing and whimpering under her comfort. I hear the sounds of the nebulizer starting up and despite how desperately I need it I simply can’t calm the panic welling up inside me.

I feel Luna sit up in the bed before a phone ringing can easily be heard. The mask to the nebulizer is gently placed over my mouth and nose just as I hear alpha’s voice over the phone.

“Demetri, what happened at dinner after I left? I know Lucas was being ridiculous with his comments but he was a lot better than this when I brought Maddie up.”

“I’m sorry. I should have warned you two that he would be rough. He got fed up with Lucas’s comments and cussed him out. The trouble is he’s disclosed disturbing information both from his own pack as well as what, or rather who, Lucas was having relations with last night. I’m certain disclosing such information about the alpha’s son the way he did has him anticipating some sort of significant physical punishment.”

I cringe as I hear his words, bucking my head in my fight against the mask.

“Cole, stop fighting Angela. I know it’s difficult for you but you need to calm down and allow the medication to work.”

I’m shaking badly as I reach for Dr. Pierce’s hand. She has one very gently holding the soft mask against my battered face and I can feel the other holding the back of my head.

“Thank you, Demetri.” Dr. Pierce speaks to the phone.

“I’m guessing the phone is close enough for Cole to hear me if he responded that quickly.”

“Yes dear. You’re on speaker phone so he can hear you but he’s still really tense and shaking badly. Angela is holding the nebulizer mask to his face right now. He keeps trying to fight it even though he’s wheezing badly.”

“I’m not surprised. Considering how bruised his face is now I imagine strapping even the foam lined mask to him would cause pe…. Plus when he’s panicking everything becomes confining. Cole, I need you to listen to me son.”

I try to shrink away from his voice, not ready to hear the punishment I know my broken, battered body cannot handle.