Friday, July 12th Pt. 2
Friday, July 12th Pt. 2
“Start taking your clothes off. Leave your boxers so what happens doesn’t get strange and if you don’t have any on there are two pairs on the table.”
My head slowly comes up from looking down at my own body, silently trying to point out that I have nothing but a pair of shorts. He points to the tray table set up on one side of the spa. My breath catches in my chest as I realize how planned this is. I slowly start stripping off what little clothes I have access to when I have to become human before we return to the locker rooms.
“No.” He finally says. “You have the misfortune of a unique situation. Calming your wolf down is the only way you will be able to think using your instincts. Just like your mother, busting into that alpha’s house and demanding your mate will have a level of consequences you don’t want to deal with.”
He steps down into the spa as he speaks, standing off center giving me plenty of room to follow. I can feel my anger soften slightly as I look into his eyes; they are concerned waiting for me to make the next move. I will my legs to move despite them feeling like stone. It takes more effort than it ever should to get down three concrete steps but I manage to conquer them, putting me face to face with my father.
“I want you to sit in my lap, son.” He speaks softly but in a tone that tells me that it would be difficult to refuse him.
I wait until he sits before lowering myself to join him. The hot water combines with the combination scents and for the first time in months I simply collapse against him. I bury my face in my hands as the flood gates open releasing the months of tension that has been building. I have tried everything to control him but I have failed to do so for months and I feel so defeated. He holds me gently, my shoulder to his chest much as he did when I was young, usually when I was sick. My body shakes as I sob not knowing what else to do.
“I’m sorry. I swear I tried.”
(Demetri’s POV)
I planned this night out exactly. I knew it was coming to this and I feel guilty that I didn’t prepare for this sooner. Deep down I knew by his frantic reaction the first time I mentioned using Silvex that his wolf was dominating him. I wanted so badly to believe that he was strong enough to reel him in but even I needed help controlling my wolf at his age. I consider myself lucky that I was able to rescue mine immediately from her misery. The difference, I knew my lack of control scared Lilly as much as her own. I needed to be better than that and I was the one to approach my father about mildly sedating my wolf until she was in a better place mentally. The only way he will be able to get close to his mate is if he has control now, not later. It pains me to do what I have planned but I’m also grateful for the support I have from Lilly and Angela.
I use the cup I placed nearby to scoop the heated water over his back. I hold him gently, as the water turns off slowly alerting me to Angela’s arrival. The heated jets continue to slowly fill the room with lavender among other relaxing scents. I wait until he calms before speaking. He is completely exhausted and racked with pain that I never had to endure.
“I brought you here today because I felt that it was important to address the struggle that you are experiencing. It is imperative that you understand that you did not fail. The reason I knew of this combination of scents is because I struggled at your age to control my wolf when your mom was here living in the pack house with us. We knew when we walked into her home how she was being treated and my father threatened her father with council involvement. Even back then the teachings she was receiving were illegal and council involvement would result in his banishment from the pack. Banishment for an alpha, especially one that once led a pack is extremely difficult. For reasons not completely understood most alphas that are forced out of their packs will often perish within three years. Understanding that banishment was a slow death sentence for him he told her to pack and we left the next day.
We both wanted each other beyond description. The problem was she was abused into believing that hypersexual was the way she should be. My normally mellow wolf became obsessed with mating with her and her reaction to him when he pursued her was painful for me to see. I knew within a few months of her rescue that I could not foster the relationship I wanted with her when I couldn’t keep my wolf from taking over. I went to my dad and we scheduled an appointment with Dr. Morrison.
Silvex was a new drug on the market and was actively being used to treat silver withdrawal. There were other known uses that were in trials and I agreed to become part of one of them. She was able to obtain the permission needed and under the care of a traveling physician who has worked with the drug since it was created, I started on a low dose the next week. It was a game changer. I was more relaxed and able to focus on what Lilly needed from me. Slowly we were able to turn things around until two years later it was necessary for me to claim her. I fought against the very thing we wanted to do immediately because we knew she wasn’t ready.”
I can feel him relaxing into me as I tell my story trying to reassure him that this is the correct way to handle this problem before he tracks her down in an uncontrolled state. I’ve been discussing this with him for months but he has steadily refused. The problem that occurs is the longer you refuse to take the medication the stronger your wolf becomes, slowly taking over your ability to control him. Damian is now past the point that his wolf will allow him to take Silvex willingly. Resorting to a forced injection is the best thing I can do for him now despite the fear that it will destroy what little trust I have gained from him. I just can’t watch him suffer like this anymore.