The Son of Red Fang by Diana Sockriter novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50

We work together tugging and pulling to remove his pants while leaving him decent, clad in just his boxers. I make my way to the young man’s head. I wrap my arm around his chest as I start to speak near his ear.

“I want you to try. I don’t want to cath you unless it’s absolutely necessary,”

“Can you…. help me…. sit up?”

“Absolutely. If that’s what you think will help.”

“Has Dr. Carter ever tried to change your position when he’s trying to get you to relieve yourself?”

I watch Cole shake his head at Angela’s question.

“Always…. tied…. on my…. back.”

“Well that explains a lot.”

I mutter as I wrap my arms around the young man’s chest. He yelps lightly as my hug tightens around him.

“I’m sorry Cole. Move with me. I’m going to sit you up. Damian, can you lower the rail on your side?”

“Sure”

He finally starts moving around Cole comfortably since coming into the room with me, at eighteen years old he’s had limited exposure to abuse of this nature.

Damian gets the side down and without my instructions, instinctively helps Cole move his legs to the side of the bed allowing me to lift him comfortably into a sitting position.

Cole whines quietly as the new position places even more pressure on his bladder but he manages to get himself to the side of the bed by the time Angela gets there.

“Do you want to hold this and take care of your needs on your own or do you need help?”

“If you… can help…. keep me…. sitting…. I can…. do the….. rest.”

It’s difficult to listen to Cole being so breathless so many hours after we brought him into the hospital.

“I’ve got this Angela. If you could contact a helper to get a new bed in here that would be great. Do we have another heated blanket? He still feels cold to me.”

“Check his temperature when he’s done and cleaned up but I should have another.”

She hands Damian the container as she draws the curtain around the bed. I climb up on the bed kneeling behind Cole, I place my hands on his sides right in the middle at the bottom of his ribs. He yelps in surprise but settles before I say anything to him.

“I’m sorry. I guess I’m not used to giving forward knowledge of what I’m going to do before I do it.”

He slowly shuffles his weight off his hands, reaching for the container as he prepares himself to use it. Damian politely turns his back towards Cole as the groan of relief escapes. I can’t help but smile as I’m relieved that I don’t have to subject him to something as invasive as a catheter

when he doesn’t need it.

“When you’re finished I want you to lean back against me and hand me the container.”

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Chapter 50

It doesn’t take long before he settles back against me. He is breathing hard with a loud wheeze but at least he appears more comfortable.

“Damian, I’d like you to help keep him steady while I dump this and clean up, then we’re going to get him into a chair while we wait for a new

bed.”

“I’m sorry…. alpha.”

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