Alpha’s Rue: His Shunned Luna (Athena Enchanted) novel Chapter 292

Chapter 292

She nods patiently. “How do you feel in intimate situations?”

And there it is.

I swallow, “Great.” I tell her, my tone overly defensive, sharp. “I’like sex, I love my mate,” I explain, my chest tightening with unease. “We have sex just about every day, sometimes more than once and I like it. There’s nothing wrong with that part of my life, I like being touched by my husband, he doesn’t give me any reason to be afraid of him.” I say, stopping when I realize im overexplaining now.

The doctor doesn’t flinch, she doesn’t let her face give away her shock, surprise or any emotion, she’s just there. It’s comforting yet annoying. “Nothing is wrong with my sex life,” I repeat. “That’s all im trying to say.”

She nods, “I’m not suggesting your current sex life is problematic, Aeliana. Many people with trauma histories maintain active sex lives. But the body and mind can hold onto things separately.” She says, her voice calm… soothing? “The last panic attack you had was so severe that you lost consciousness. That was your body trying to tell you there is something that needs attention, and that’s what I’m trying to figure out.”

“There’s nothing in my sex life,” I snap. Irritated that she’s this calm while insinuating something is wrong with my life. “Ask me something else,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest.

“We can go at whatever pace you’re comfortable with,” she tells me, once again calm. “But avoiding these topics long-term can make your panic attacks more frequent and intense. You need to feel safe in your own body.”

I nod, the words getting caught in my throat. “I do.” I suck in a breath. “Next question.”

The rest of the session is quick, she asks me about my hobbies, coping mechanisms, how I handle panic attacks, the feeling before that, and the thoughts I get before I fall into an attack. I keep my answers short, straightforward and defensive.

She also asks me if I’ve ever been suicidal, which I was, but I have my reason for living now, I have Kingston back. I’d never leave him with the weight of something he can’t control, he’d blame himself for it.

“Okay, that will be it for today, Aeliana.” She finally says, closing her little notebook.

“Great, so I don’t have to come back, right?”

“Unfortunately no,” she smiles, her smile overriding her statement. “We have a lot to unpack here so you’d better start warming up to me because we’ll be together at least twice a week.”

I rown, “What for?”

“You have a lot to work through.”

“I don’t-”

“I’ll see you at your next appointment, Aeliana.” She smiles. “Would you like me to prescribe something to help with your insomnia?”

I pause.

I didn’t say anything about how fucked my sleep schedule is or how I can’t sleep if I don’t scent Kingsto, but when I look back at her, she’s staring at me with a knowing smile. “I don’t have insomnia.” I lie. The moment I start taking pills prescribed by a psychiatrist, I become loony bin stall away.

“So is that a no?” She raises an eyebrow, “It’ll help you sleep better.”

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Chapter 292

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