Chapter <b>230 </b>
He attempts to stuff his hand into his mouth but this time I’m not so rent that it’s to cause bimuif harm. I’m certain that the way be fighting me causing him enough pain as his fear filled yelps have progressed into immensely painful ones. I grab his wrists in my hands, ratios tants the deep bruising discoloring them.
“Enough,”
My voice is shockingly soft andpassionate considering the sudden switch I had to take. I’m on my forearms and knees as I straddle his waist. My bands are gentle around his wrists positionedfortably beside his head. To my surprise his yelps have stoppedpletely but soon realize that it’s becayer he’s literally biting the only pillow left on the bed.
His body is stiff except for his tremors, his breathing is inconsistent. I can hear him panting through his clenched teeth for a few seconds before he holds his breath for longer than he was breathing. I lower myself even closer to him, he immediately whimpers and squirms with the confinement.
“I’m sorry Cole, none of the anger you felt was directed towards you. Open your mouth Cole. Let go of the pillow, I need you to breathe.”
Lilly is beside me again, removing the pillow as he starts to rx, more from the sheer exhaustion than any type of willingness to do so. His eyes are closed as heys the side of his head on the mattress. He’s panting hard trying to catch his breath. I can no longer ignore the wheeze that has settled into his chest.
“Ang, <b>we </b>need to get his leg wrapped up. What do you need to do?”
“I need to get him back on his side. Use the lidocaine wash to clean it off and put more salve on it before I can wrap it.”
“Just leave it be. Please. I can’t do this.”
He whispers with a whine in his voice. I move my hands into his, gently rubbing the backs as he pulls away. I follow <b>his </b>movements until my arms are wrapped around him.
My body has slowly lowered until I’m nearly touching him. He’s shaking badly from the pain and fear he feels, a soft whimper has be constant.
“I know you’re in a lot of pain right now but we need to get this sheet changed and you better positioned for bandaging your leg. I know you want it left alone but your denial of care after this beating is what got your leg in such bad shape. The local anesthetic is not a necessity but treating the infection in that burn is.”
He squeezes my hands, moving them out slightly until he cany his head upon them.
“What’s next alpha?”
“I help you off the bed and hold you as the sheet gets changed. I will continue to hold you while Ang and Lilly work on your leg.”
“I’m sorry alpha.”
“You say that a lot. What are you sorry about?” I speak gently as he leans his head against my arm.
“What I said downstairs. It was wrong to speak of such a personal matter in front of everyone. I deserve what I feel.”
“No you don’t. Is that why you went after your hand?“/
“You’re holding out on me alpha. I deserved to be tied upst night, to beid into like he does but you held me instead. I threw Lucas under the bus trying to get him off my back. What he’s doing is wrong but the way I told you is wrong as well.”
“Lilly’s back with the sheet. Let’s get you up. Stay still while I get up first.”
“Moving hurts.”
His whisper is barely perceptible as I start cautiously moving from on top of him. He releases my hands as I move around more, ovepping them in front of him. He tries several times toy his head down before simply cing his forehead on his hands and even that sounds painful.
Once I’m off the bed I squat down beside it.
“Cole, I know you’re in a lot of pain but I need to get you standing so the sheet can be changed. Then we willy back down together so Ang can get your leg bandaged. I will help you stand. Do you think you can get yourself sitting on the edge of the bed?”
I stand as he nods before slowly trying to push himself up. I can tell immediately that he’s stifling his yelps by holding his breath, that every move he makes is painful and exhausting. I ce my hand on his shoulder as he sways slightly from his change in position.
“Holding your breath is making everything harder for you.”
1 stop his attempt to stand resulting in a panicked yelp that is cut short by his own hand. I step back, looking at him with great concern before reaching for
his wrist.
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