Chapter 19.

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Pamela's POV.

This pack is wonderful. The town they have is beautiful and filled with tons of new shops. Amber told us they just finished repairing them and opened two weeks ago.

Score ding to her, they are close to finishing the packs prison. " This place has a prison?" Asked Evan.

" Yes. Since werewolves are more dangerous then actual humans, we have to build our own prisons by hand that will hold them. " says Amber.

" That makes sense. " I say.

She nods. "So this was the prison Connor was out in when his father arrested him?" I ask.

She nods again. " Yes, it was very unkept at the time. He wasn't even given a trial. I tend to fox everything about that prison. Those who are in prison now will have another trial once the prison has been fixed so as to determine if they've spent enough time in prison or if they are ready to be a part of the pack again. Kept under a watchful eye though. " says Amber.

" That's very kind of you. " I say.

It is also a lot of responsibility to be placing on an 18 year olds shoulders. I feel for her and her mate. I will do whatever I can to help them. Maybe talking about what they do will lesson their load and allow them to relax more often?

She smiles at me and we continue the tour. We pass by a cute hair dresser salon. I make a mental note to bring Sasha here for a trim while we stay. Heck, I could use one too.

Amber saw me looking and grins. " She's very talented. She did my hair when I first got here. "

" Really? That's amazing. " cried Sasha.

" It sure is. " says Amber.

" What's that huge stage over there for?" Asks Evan.

We all look and sure enough there is a huge stage sitting right there in the middle of the town. How did I miss that?

" That is where in person public and pack wide announcements are made. When I took over as Luna, we had the ceremony up there where Alpha Conan transferred the power of Luna to me. " says Amber.

" So he still holds the power of Alpha then?" I ask.

" Yes. Only until Connor is ready to take it. " said Amber.

" That makes sense. " I say.

" That stage looks like it would be awesome for plays. " cried Sasha.

Amber gets a thoughtful look on her face and then smiles. " You know what, that's a great idea Sasha. I could gather up some volunteers and see if they want to begin a monthly play for the kids. " says Amber.

" Yes yes yes. That would be perfect. Oh, and Miss Tasha can play the Queen. " cheered Sasha.

Amber laughs and I share a fond look with my husband. We continue the tour and soon enough are finished and walking back to the pack house.

" You have a very lovely home. I love how organized it is. " I say.

" Thank you. It wasn't always like this. I could show you what it looked like before and.... " she suddenly stopped and looked at the pack house with worry.

" What's wrong?" I ask.

" Connor. I can feel him through the bond. Somethings wrong. " we hurry along after her and only I follow her to a room.

" This may be a private moment between you two. Are you sure you're ok with me seeing this?" I ask.

She nods. She's the one that told me to follow her the second we arrived in the pack house. " I'm sure. If you are to be our therapist then you must see how we react to stressful situations. " says Amber.

" Not necessarily. That's what stress tests are for. " I say.

" Well we don't have any here. We don't use a lot of modern technology. Sorry. Hands on is the best way. Are you ready?" Says Amber.

I nod and with that she opens the door. Connor is sitting on the edge of the bed staring blankly at the wall. As I get closer I notice he's breathing shallow and he's coated in sweat. He has a few tears dripping down his face and Amber gently wiped them away. This must have happened before.

Connor flinched back and seems to snap out of his daze. " Woah, it's ok Connor. It's me and Pamela. I won't hurt you. I promise. " says Amber.

Connor pauses for a few seconds before gently nodding. Amber sits next to him and pulls him into her chest. " Was it the shocking again?" Asks Amber. She must be taking about the nightmare he must have had.

" N-No. " stuttered Connor.

Ambers had that was gently rubbing his shoulder freezes for a second before going right back to rubbing soothingly. " Are you able to tell me what it was? It's ok if you can't. " says Amber.

It's amazing how gentle and patient she is with him. I can see it's tearing her up inside to see her mate suffering and not knowing exactly what to do to help.

" I- I remembered something I wish I had never done. " says Connor. His breath hitches.

" It's ok. You weren't in control. Remember that it's not your fault. " says Amber.

" But I still did it Amber. I k....I hurt those humans. One by one without a second thought. Amber I..." he started. A few more tears rolled down his face as he struggled to get a deep breath.

" We're you ordered to do it or did you do it on your own accord?" I ask gently as I lower myself down to his level.

He looks at me with tear filled eyes. " I-I was ordered, but I still did it. I think.... I-I think I may have enjoyed it. ". He whispered the last part.

" You weren't in your right mind Connor. You were ordered to do that and the feelings you felt during that were brought on by what that mad man taught you. That's not you now. " I say.

" I'm scared I'll snap and hurt the people I care about here. " whispered Connor.

" It's ok to be scared, everyone gets scared. Remember who and what you have right now in this moment. You have all of us and we care about you. We won't let you fall. " I say.

" Promise me you won't let me become that guy again. " says Connor.

" We will do our best Connor. " I say.

" But the real person you got to promise this to is yourself. Only you have that control. " says Amber. I smile at her.

Connor nods and soon settles down. " You two rest. Connor, our first session will be tomorrow at two. " I say. 

He nods right away and Amber nods thanks to me. I then turn and leave the room. After that I get downstairs and there my husband.

" You're already deeply invested, aren't you?" He asks.

" Why do you ask questions you already know the answer to?" I ask back. He laughs and we go to eat some brownies with Clayton and Tasha.

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A/N. Hey guys. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I will update again soon. Until then. Bye guys. :-)

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