Chapter 23- Appointment

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Against my wishes, I'm sitting in an office with a shrink. I agreed to let Alarik set me up with an appointment, I thought he meant sometime later in the week, but apparently he meant right away. 

We've both been quite minus our introductions and he'd told me I could say what I wanted when I wanted. After that, there was nothing. I didn't want to say anything. Of course I should have known better than to think that he would just let us use the whole time to just sit and say nothing. 

Twenty minutes had passed and he leans back in his chair, propping his ankle up on his knee. 

"Would you like to talk about what happened? The reason why Alarik wanted you to come see me?"

"Not particularly."

I look around, anywhere but at him. Alarik had asked me to see the shrink, he never said I had to actually talk to him. 

"He seems to be worried about you. That you aren't well after what happened."

"He does seem to think that, but I'm perfectly fine."

"You had a bullet that was in your leg correct? Your skin had healed around it and it had to be removed when you got back?"

I show him the place where they'd had to do damage control after I opened the wound back up while running thorugh the woods. 

"And did that scar on your arm come from there as well?" He asked in a voice that said he knew the answer but he wanted me to answer him anyway. 

I stood up and walked over to him holding out the arm with the long scar. "Yeah, it did. You see, they wanted to see how the healing worked with werewolves, so they had these knives and one was silver. They took it and they pressed it down, cutting deep into my arm," I applied pressure with my finger over the scar and started dragging it along the line. "Then they cut from here to here and left it with cameras taping the whole thing. 

"They compared how it would heal to a non-silver knife. They did the same thing over here." I held up my other arm where it was perfectly smooth. My voice was cold while I spoke to him, detailing what had happened with the experiment. 

"I passed out from blood loss and when I woke up, I had stitches in my arm."

I saw the man swallow hard and I turned around, plopping onto the chair again, my arms across my chest. 

There was a light rapping on the door and Alarik popped his head in. 

"I was told time's up. Are you wanting to go longer?" He asked the shrink. 

"I think we're good for today," his voice is tight. "We actually made some good progress. I'd like to see her one more time this week, day after tomorrow if you could." 

His last words were said looking at me as if asking for my okay. I really didn't have much of a choice though. I was either going to walk in here on my own two feet or Alarik would probably drag me in kicking and screaming either as a human or a wolf. I don't think he'd care how. 

I stepped out through the door and Alarik stepped in. I debated about waiting or just leaving him here. I decided to wait for him. I heard him talking to the doctor. 

"You said that you made progress. What happened?"

"Now you know that I can't say what happened. Doctor patient confidentiality."

"Damn it, I'm her mate and your Alpha. Tell me what's going on."

"I can't do that," the doctor said more sternly.

In that moment I actually liked him. I felt a small smile as I realized that this was something that I could actually do that Alarik wouldn't be able to jump in on. 

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