<b>Chapter </b><b>285 </b>
<b>“</b>What happened? You having a panic induced asthma attack?”
“Yes sir. They alwaysnd me in the hospital. I’m stripped of my clothes and they find the injuries in addition to my mental illness. Three times they found out. Three times I answered their questions. Three times they insisted on painful medical tests to prove my statements and three times I’m punished for lying before getting sent home. Although I can’t say that I wanted to stay at any of them. I was at Yellowtail, Blue Mountain and Red Moon packs for three months, the same as the rest of the prospects from Red Fang. Even though they initially gave me hope that their recognition of the abuse may make it end, it didn’t take long after getting out of the hospital for the alpha to show his true colors.”
Cole seems to be settling down as he starts into his story, what he’s willing to tell. He’s finally found afortable position and decided to rest his head on my shoulder. I’ve managed to cross my legs so that his knees are resting on top with his heels touching the bed. I’ve ced pillows on top of our legs with my armsying across my own. His arms have finally settled beside mine and I’m brushing my fingertips gently along the tops of his hands.
“Thest pack I visited, Red Moon, ended up being the hardest. It started off easier than the previous packs as it was the delta that got us off the bus and started the testing and training. The alpha there wasn’t quite as hands on. On the fifth day there we had a particrly hard sparring match.
The delta somehow realized that I had injuries which made me slower and weaker than the others even though I’m an alpha. He exploited that weakness and it hurt me badly. I barely made it through the match without cking out and that night I ended up in a nightmare. When I’m off my medication they are often vivid enough that Ish out.”
“Hmmm, I’ve seen that. They got fairly nasty in the wing. That’s why I took you out early.”
He’s starting to lean to the right, allowing me to slowly change my hold on him. I’ve slipped one arm around his side encouraging him to lean into me as he talks. His eyes are still closed as I bring my other hand to the side of his head gentlybing through his hair.
He startles and whimpers loudly at the new contact, raising his hand as if to stop me from doing it.
“Easy there, everything is okay.”
I soothe his fight gently as he getsfortable with the attention I’m giving him.
“When no one is around to hear my whimpers and screams I don’t wake up from the dream until I fall out of the bed. The shock from the fall tends to trigger both the panic and asthma attacks at the same time and without the rescue inhaler and Xanax I get so bad that only the hospital can help me. I made it through the night much like I did here and the delta found me in a simr condition as your son did. Big difference was the delta told me to head to the hospital and gave me directions like I knew the ce.
That was the first time I met Alpha Anthony. I was stumbling and falling from theck of oxygen in my lungs. Somehow I ended up outside of his first floor office and I ended up hitting the outside of the building enough for him to get up ande outside. He became very interested in my distress and helped me to the hospital wing. I ended up spending about two months in the hospital. Stress makes it harder for my wolf to heal me and even after I opened up and told him parts of what was going on at home, the beta let it slip about a month in that Alpha Anthony thought I was lying. That I was making excuses for being a weak alpha.
After ten weeks in the hospital I stopped having the anxiety attacks long enough that the alpha put me in the medical room on the same floor as him. He insisted that Ie down to dinner that night. That’s when I found out who he really was.”
“You don’t feel that you knew him before?”
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