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The Son of Red Fang by Diana Sockriter novel Chapter 269

Chapter 269

(Cole’s POV)

I’ve been completely out of it today. My symptoms are getting worse despite insisting to everyone that asks that I’m staying the same. I’m desperate to say out of Crimson General. Although their hospital wing is top notch and very friendly, I am in no hurry to discover what their main hospital is ke

I’ve slept enough today that if it weren’t for the human’s five o’clock news I would swear that it was Saturday already. Dr. Pierce hung notes on the door. I haven’t tried to read what they say but she said it’s so anyone who comes to my room understands what I need. The only light on in the room comes from the tv. She drew the curtains shut as the sun was quite bright today.

I’m receiving so many medications right now that I’ve forgotten half of them but I still ask what it is before they are allowed to give it to me. Alpha stayed with me while I was in the tub. They put four bottles of medication in the water before I could tolerate being in it. Just a couple days ago the water was very pleasant to be in after two. I guess that’s what happens when you go into withdrawal, you can’t handle anything.

I haven’t seen him since he helped me dress and get in bed. It hurts just to walk ten feet into the bathroom but I push myself to do at least that much. 1 feel guilty for taking up so much of alpha’s time. He’s fallen behind on paperwork and meetings. I know it’s because of me. I should have backed out of this run after dad’s punishment left me so injured and weak.

The only thing I could think about was getting away from there. The prospect program is just a legal way for me to run away even though it doesn’t solve anything and it’s only temporary. If anything it’s made me less trusting that others could help me. That’s the entire purpose of letting me go on these runs, dad has told me so himself.

I’ve seen Dr. Pierce and Luna several times today. Luna brought me some soup for lunch. She told me that because I eat portions that are closer to a pup than an adult alpha Dr. Pierce added nutrients and fats to it. That I need the higher amount of calories just to maintain my body weight, which at 160 pounds, is considered vastly underweight for my height and birth rank. I was shocked to hear that I’ve dropped that low.

A soft knock at my door alerts me to someone coming in. The door creeps open, slowly revealing alpha on the other side.

Nice to see you awake. I’ve stopped in a couple times but you were sleeping and I didn’t want to disturb you. How are you feeling?

Okay I guess.

I rub the side of my head, wincing when I get close to the wound Andre left me.

You look a little better.

Thanks.I respond quietly.

Angela is coming in a few minutes to give you more Vicodin. I wanted to invite you out to the table for dinner. It’s just us tonight. Patrick took Parker and his new girlfriend out bowling tonight. We try to keep weekends relatively low key around here.

I’m not exactly dressed appropriately for leaving this room alpha.

I thought you would think that way. I’ll help you get your regular shirt on. There’s no pressure here Cole. If you don’t want to come out you don’t have to.

I’ll come out, I just need a little help.

I tell him what I think he wants, not what I really want to do.

As I adjust the bed so I’m sitting up better, Dr. Pierce walks in and sits on the side of the bed.

It’s nice to see you awake. I’ve got some Vicodin for you.

I smile weakly but for some reason I can’t contain my desire to pull away when she reaches for my hand.

It’s okay, Cole.

She tries to calm me but it’s a fight for me not to react. I close my eyes and look away as she hooks the syringe up to the port, the stinging bite of the medication is only momentary but it’s enough for me to overreact. I give a little yelp as I try to pull away but she’s holding my hand preventing me from getting away.

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