<b>Chapter </b><b>424 </b>
All three of them approach Ang, stopping about a foot away from her.
“What’s your name, dear?” She asks gently as she ces the digital thermometer in Mica’s <b>ear</b>,
“Mica but most just call me Cay.” She responds quietly, her voice giving her nervousness away.
“Are you just cold or are you scared?” I sigh silently as Ang has picked up on her hesitation as well.
“Both.” It’s barely a whisper but at least we know what we’re working with.
“What are you afraid of?” Ang continues the gentle questioning as sh temperatures as well.
“The consequences.” Her simple response adds to my
Concerns for her.
“The consequences of what? Were you involved in the brawl?”
“No ma’am. I was in Jamie’s room.”
“Then what’s got you worked up right now?”
The two of them work easily together as she helps her into a bathrobe.
the girls‘
“We went out after alpha locked everyone down. We weren’t to leave our room for any reason.”
Her voice quivers with her confession but Ang continues as if nothing is out of the ordinary. By the time she has the three of them in robes/Amber, Mina and Jessa have emerged from the medical wing.
“Jessa, Madilyn and Madisyn are bothing in with significantly low temps, the ear thermometer is reading 95 degrees which is bordering on moderate hypothermia. They won’t like it but I need you to get a core temp from their rears before starting them both on warmed saline. Follow standard protocol for pups with hypothermia. We need an urate starting point.
Amber, once Mica helps Jessa and Mina get the girl’s out of their clothes and into gowns, I’d like you to show her to the shower. A hot shower, hospital gown<b>, </b>robe and nket should help her warm up decently until <b>we </b>get them situated for the night. All of you head back to room two<b>, </b><b>it’s </b><b>already </b>waiting for your arrival.”
“What about <b>Cole</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>Madisyn hesitates to leave <b>with </b>the others<b>. </b>
“<b>I’m going </b>to start Cole <b>out </b>here <b>so </b><b>he </b><b>doesn’t </b><b>get </b><b>the </b><b>bed </b><b>wet </b><b>but </b><b>he’s </b><b>a </b><b>very </b><b>modest </b><b>young </b>man <b>and </b>will <b>not </b><b>allow </b><b>me </b><b>to </b><b>take </b><b>his </b><b>clothes </b><b>off </b><b>him </b><b>with </b><b>you </b><b>here</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
I allow Cole to rest against me as Ang speaks with Madisyn. She’s taking the <b>time </b><b>to </b><b>get </b><b>on </b><b>her </b>level to soothe the apprehension she has of leaving him again.
“Everyone is safe now Maddie. He will be in the room next to yours in a few minutes but it’s important that you go with Jessa and get warmed up. You’re very cold right now.”
She finally nods her head with a quiet yes ma’am and takes Amber’s hand, following her down <b>the </b>
hall<b>. </b>4
“Okay Cole, I need you to start walking again.”
I encourage as I gently lean into him. He starts walking slowly but I know he heard what Ang said about taking his clothes and while he doesn’t verbally protest his slow waik is definitely one in
itself.
“Be still Cole, I need to check your temp.”
He whines mildly as she ces it in his ear but doesn’t move. I can tell by hisck of movement that he’s struggling to remain conscious.
“I know you’re not doing much which is quite concerning but I know you’re not going to like it. It’s important that I get these clothes off as they are only keeping you cold and with your arm being broken, trying to get them off of you the normal way isn’t going to work out well.” She exins as she starts cutting into his sleeve.
He immediately starts trying to pull away, whining and whimpering when he’s too weak to escape.
His fight slowly increases as she cuts through more of the fabric until she’s‘ finally able to peel off
the front of his shirt, dropping it to the floor. Without a word she cuts into the waist of his pants. She steps back in surprise as he suddenly spins around yelling no as I stop him from running.
“It’s okay Cole. She’s not going to hurt you.”
“I can’t be naked.” He finally whimpers as Ang starts working on cutting his pants again.
“Keep still, no one is going to see you.” Ang tries to reassure him but the stress of his clothes disappearing seems to have woken him up quité a bit.
“No.” <b>He </b>cries out again as she removes thest of his clothes.
He’s much more active now but still incredibly weak and easily kept in my hold as Ang starts
patting him dry.
“Cole<b>, </b><b>I </b>want to get a gown on you but I need you to step away from Demetri <b>to </b><b>do </b><b>that</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
He shuffles his feet back as I keep my hands <b>on </b><b>his </b><b>shoulders</b>. <b>His </b><b>breathing </b><b>is </b><b>ragged </b><b>and </b><b>he </b><b>seems </b><b>to </b><b>struggle </b>to lift his head. Ang hands <b>me </b><b>one </b><b>side </b><b>of </b><b>the </b><b>gown </b><b>and </b><b>I </b><b>gingerly </b><b>slide </b><b>it </b><b>over </b><b>his </b>
broken arm and onto his shoulder. He puts a little more effort into getting his left <b>arm </b><b>through </b><b>the </b>
the cor loosely around his neck.
other sleeve as Ang quickly,Mo
<b>“</b>Much better.” Angpliments as I guide him back towards the bed.
“Start sitting down, it’s right behind you.” I encourage as I continue to guide.
He seems to sigh once he’s sitting but makes little effort to getfortable. Ang lifts the head of the bed, guiding him even further into the bed. It’s only as she lifts his legs that I notice for the first time his shoes are gone. She quickly peels the saturated socks from his feet, dropping them or the towels still on the floor before rubbing him down with the towel she flung over her shoulder.
“That’s it Cole. So much better now that you’re dry.” She murmurs gently, almost as if she’s talking
to a child.
He lifts his other leg, helping her to do the same before he eases himself the the bed. His eyes are closed as heys back but his peace is broken by his yelp.
of the way onto
Leaning forward, it’s as if he had momentarily forgotten about his injury to the back of his head.
“I need you to sit up. I’ve got a sling that I want to get your arm in and a better position for you toy in.”
She works quickly to get himfortable before kicking the towels out of the way of the bed.
“Help me get him back to the room, then you need to hit your office and get dried off. You’re as wet
as the rest of them.”
I smile <b>as </b><b>I </b>grab a hold of the rails on the bed.
“Yes ma’am” I reply as we wheel him down the hall.
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Anjte you are still with us and stillining. If the werewolf has been tortured and abused they will probably act different from other mates.
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