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Henry clarified, his tone both clinical and apologetic. “Let me guess,” Ethan said, his voice laced with scorn, “the man you speak of will be none other than Valerius Evander, correct?” Henry fell silent, his lack of response confirming Ethan’s suspicion. “He forced himself on me, and now he’s concocted this absurd ‘treatment’ to legitimize continuing his abuse?” Ethan spat, his voice filled with bitterness. Henry tried to explain, “Your Highness, it’s not like that. Your mind has been affected by the imbalance of yin and yang. His Majesty’s yang energy is truly the most compatible to restore your balance.”

Zephyr heard the water running in the bathroom when he arrived home. His heart clenched, but he dared not do anything. He could only stand there quietly. He remembered what Seth had said. Cordelia’s unusual behavior was called PTSD. … “What she has is considered light,” Seth told him. “The best is to treat it with psychological intervention, but… it’s better for the doer to undo what he’s done. Since the source of the issue lies with you, you’re the best doctor for it.”

Because it has been four days, and Meredith would have brought it up in one of my 'moments of hell,' in her study, I mean my therapy session or whatever she calls it. She only talks about how there aren't any improvements between me and Xander, why he hasn't marked me, why do I still smell like an unmated wolf, and how I'm committing an abomination. Sometimes she interrogates me on why I had Celestia Bloom in my system. But, for some reason, she has never brought up the ketamine, only the Celestia Bloom, which I find very weird but I never respond. I simply smile or just keep quiet because I figure she might be able to detect my lies like I detect other people's lies. I'm currently in front

the woman blinked, though she certainly wasn't as shocked, or blood-boiling, as Gabriel was at that moment “Why are you thinking about that now?” “Because it’s one of the few parts of my past that I’m still allowing to control me!” Andy grunted, pulling her bag to her side to grab her cell phone and start scrolling through the screen “I may not know what I'm going to do about Gabriel Ferrars' crazy behavior, but I can choose how I'm going to deal with the way I feel about this. And I've decided that I'm going to put myself through shock therapy until the only thing left on my mind is the present and the things I want to do now!”

She asked, confused. "Just don't, the last therapist he had was violated " "So she was female?" Yovan nodded his head. "Do all his previous therapists were all females ?" "No. He had twelve therapists. Nine were males and the other were females. And as you know his last one was a female, Anna "he stopped eying the reaction of Athena, before he continues " By the way my name is Yovan " "My name is Athena " she muttered as he nodded. "Miss West do what I told you, I don't want the same scenario to repeat," He said in a hard tone, making her look at him while she nodded her head.

Increasing the voltage to its highest level, his screams increased, and his skin began to change colors. I moved towards the caller by the wall. I pressed a button. "Bring a bucket of water" My new phone pinged with a notification. Must be the information I asked for. I brought out my phone, his voice fading into the background. The therapist's information displayed on the screen. I tapped on it. * NAME : Aurora Hayes *AGE: 23 years I paused. Twenty three? Wasn't she too young to be a therapist. I frowned but continued reading. * EDUCATION: None.

She kept a calm face throughout and waited patiently for something to happen, something that would mark the beginning of Mary’s training, and there it was. Anaya smiled as she felt the surge of energy pouring from Mary’s body. She stood up straight and turned around slowly to face Mary. Her face and apron were now stained with Edith’s blood. Mary stared at her blankly; her eyes had gone completely white, and her blackish-red aura poured out of her body continuously, like a sea of endless energy. “This is your training, Mary. You’re going to have to learn how to control your mind after watching me kill Edith repeatedly. Total immersion therapy,” Anaya said. Edith slowly got back on her feet,

“What makes you think you’re in any position to lobby threats at me? I’m trying to help you right now, or you might end up losing your daughter. Do you really think you can keep her past a secret with everything that has happened?” This drains the colour from her face. “She changed, didn’t she? Into… one of you, right?” “Indeed, she did, we were all quite shocked, so you can imagine how she must be feeling. Her Lycan genes were hidden rather well, along with her Alpha gene specifically. How did you do that?” he asks. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He slams his hand on the table and stands up, frightening a scream out of her.

“At the train station. I thought it was panic but my chest felt like it was splitting. I couldn’t breathe. It was actually painful.” I stared at him, goosebumps crawling up my arms. “You felt it?” He nodded slowly, still processing. “I didn’t understand it then. When I finally saw you, it disappeared.” I clicked on the next part and read softly. “The Theryn bond is rare, often misunderstood, and frequently mistaken for obsessive behavior. But in truth, it is the soul’s rebellion against time and tradition. It’s the cry of the wolf who refuses to live without their other.”

‘This woman’s temper… is growing worse by the day. Kayson rushed straight to Bwell Therapeutics because he was supposed to perform the second treatment to expel the energy in Christine’s body today. Christine beamed with a sweet smile upon seeing Kayson. “Dr. Yarde.” Kayson nodded. “Let’s go into the treatment room.” They entered the treatment room. Christine took off her top just as before while Kayson inserted the needles and pressed down on her chest. Christine said, “Dr. Yarde, Eira told me about Wolfenden Corp.’s difficult position. I’m acquainted with Shaun Cash, so I might be able to help out a little with the situation.”