<b>Chapter 142 </b>
He goes silent. His breathing is tense but even as he struggles to do as I’ve asked.
“Cole, if the water is feeling better I’d like to get some of the water in your hair.<i>” </i>
I smile lightly as the young man squeezes me closer to him in response to Ang’s desire.
“Cole, how is the water feeling?” I whisper.
“Better. It doesn’t burn, just little tingles.”
“Okay. So what I need is for you toy back in my hands. Ang is going to cover your eyes with a cloth and she’s going to start getting your hair wet enough to shampoo.”
I can feel him nod against my chest. I start gently guiding him back towards Ang who ces a soft cloth over his eyes.
“Keep your eyes closed. This stuff feels great on your body but it’s hard on your eyes. Which side is thec on?”
“The right.”
Ang looks me in the eyes briefly, shocked at his response.
“Do you have any other injuries that need to be tended to?”
“Yes ma’am.”
“Where is it?”
Angel’s voice is calm and gentle as telling us anything about his injuries has been a struggle for him.
“The right side, near my neck.”
We are both shocked at his ability to tell us and even more shocked at his calmness.
“I need you to stay still. Let me take a look.”
She moves his head slightly to the left side causing him to whimper softly, his calmness already fading into fear,
“Just a light touch Cole.”
He stiffens as she runs her hand from his shoulder to the side of his neck, feeling for any anomalies under the skin.
A sudden yelp startles both of us as Cole leaps up towards me, grabbing my shirt in his hands as he tries to bury himself within me. I wrap my arms around him. One around his shoulders with the other lightly ying with his hair.
“I’m sorry alpha. I’m so sorry. Goddess please understand that I’m not trying to lie to you. I nk out. I don’t remember right away what happens. I don’t want to remember, but the dreams. Goddess the dreams won’t let me forget. I don’t want to know. I don’t want to remember. I’m sorry. Please alpha, I’m so
sorry……”
I interrupt his apology with two gentle clicks.
“Shhhh, enough of that Cole.”
I whisper as he finally breaks down into sobs, I hold him tightly for <b>several </b>minutes until he starts to calm.
“There’s nothing for you to apologize for Cole. I don’t see discovering more injuries or you telling me of more injuries as lying. Trauma messes with your memory of events. Right now, I want Ang to work on your hair so we can keep this water out of your eyes. Then we will leave you to bath the rest of your body. I need you to soak in the water until Ie back.”
“Yes sir<i>.</i><i>” </i>
His response is weak and submissive. Between his nightmare and breakdown hispletely spent and treating busceration and the neck is only going to exhaust him more.
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“Once Ang is done with your hair, she’s going to bring you 1mg of Ativan so it can start taking the edge off the anxiety and fear your nighters ruse. Once you’re out of the tub I’m going to put gloves on and gently touch every part of your body looking for anything we’ve missed or you’ve know this is huge in the way of trust but I did tell you this afternoon when I walked you to the medical room….”
*The physical is hands on everything. You wanted to do it tonight but I fell asleep.”
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He quietly interrupts me. He draws a sharp breath, cursing himself under his breath. I can barely make out his words but I can feel he’s teasing up over interrupting me. He starts pushing away from me, struggling hard against my gentle grip, copsing against my chest with small whimpers when he can’t get away.
I make eye contact with Ang, her eyes mirroring the same concern for him as mine, I use the hand petting his hair to stop her movement towards him using a slow shaking of my head to reinforce my request.
“Cole, I need you to control your yelp.”
He tenses even more as his body trembles.
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