Chapter 37: Still Can't Open Them

                                    

                                          

                                 ~Kylie~
BEEP… BEEP... BEEP…
What is that noise? Why won’t my eyes bloody open?
CRASH… BANG… SMASH…
If I could flinch I probably would. What is all the commotion? It's so loud.
“Dravon! You need to Calm down!” Dravon? Is he making all that noise? Why?
“She needs to fucking wake up! Speak to me! Something! Anything!” I feel those beautiful tingles, and then my shoulders are being shaken slightly, but I still can’t open my eyes. “JUST WAKE UP! COME BACK TO ME... PLEASE, DRAGONFLY!... If you don’t wake up I’ll… I’ll… I’ll leave and won’t come back. DO YOU HEAR ME!!... Please, wake up!” He yells at me in despair. Even though his words hurt a little, I tell myself it’s OK. That he doesn’t really mean it. If I could wake up I would. I try to link to him and tell him I’m here, but it’s not going through. Then I feel his hands being ripped away from my shoulders, and the sounds of a struggle.
“That’s enough, Dravon! Don’t you think we’re all feeling the same way? Well, you’re taking it too fucking far. It’s not her fault.” Keelan growls at him as I continue to hear the sounds of a scuffle. “Hurry Doc!” He calls out. Then I hear someone rushing forward, their fast footsteps getting closer and closer.
“Get off of me right now!” Dravon growls. There’s grunting and then a menacing growl before weaker scuffing sounds reach my ears.
“And… There… We… Go… It shouldn’t take long now. That should last about an hour or two.” The Doctor mutters with a sigh. What should last that long? What has she done to my dragon!?
“She… se ass ta.. comeack. Se-se tied…. a lee me.” Why is he talking like that? He’s not making any sense. What did they do to him?
“Aaaand… He’s out. Thank fuck! I guess I’ll start cleaning up this mess. What are we going to do with him?” That sounds like Blake maybe, but I’m not sure. I didn’t really hear them speak a lot before Alpha found me to be able to differentiate.
“Leave him there, Blake. Actually, maybe take him out of here and not let him back in. Not after what he just did!” Keelan growls. They can’t do that! Fuck, wake up! Arrggghhhh! Mum, you said I had to come back… What’s going on?… I wait to hear her voice, but she doesn’t answer me. Damn it!
“It’s not his fault, Prince Keelan. It’s the bond and his grief, mixed in with all his pent-up emotions and stress. It’s making him angry at her. Which is completely normal. I’m surprised Prince Zander hasn’t been this way yet, but he doesn’t have the bond connecting them the same way. It’s their animal’s making them feel everything more. Prince Zander is taking his anger out on Thomas, Prince Dravon has been bottling it up and has no outlet. So, he was bound to do this sooner or later. Though I was expecting it sooner. I’ve been expecting it for some time and I’ve had that sedative on me for at least a week! Let me check her over to make sure nothing came loose.”
“I get that, but it doesn’t make it right! Thanks, Doc.” Keelan replies, and I feel hands touching my wrist.
“No, I suppose it doesn’t, but with a partial bond in place, he can’t quite control it. He and Zander have beasts to contend with and at the end of the day, they are animals who have an intelligence that their wild counterparts do not. He’s essentially gone feral. So, though it doesn’t make it right, it doesn’t make it his fault either. You can’t hold him accountable for his actions. If you were in his position you would be the same. Consider yourself lucky that you aren’t.” She tells him. Hearing her explain it that way makes me feel less hurt by what he was yelling at me, and I hope the others don’t hold it against him. I try for a few more seconds to wake up, but my mind just goes blank. 
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