NOT MY ALPHA {+18}

27. Mackenzie

Mackenzie

I sat in the chair opposite The Therapist, my arms resting on either side of it as I pursed my lips. Reflection. I was reflecting on how much I really needed 50K which is what I had told him. He didn't find it amusing.

He had his forefinger over his lips, tapping three times before making a hmm noise and tapping again.

But other than that, it was silent.

"Okay, Mackenzie. We'll do the physical side effects first if you are so determined not to tell me what is going on in that head of yours."

"Physically? I've been almost frozen to death, electrocuted, and then burned to a crisp. My skin is still stinging from that one. But since you are all well aware of those facts, I didn't think there was anything to discuss," Mackenzie shrugged.

"Hmmm. Well, I will be more direct then. Are you having trouble breathing?"

"No."

"And how are you feeling towards Alpha Ryken?"

I raised a brow at that. What the hell kind of question was that? Did it matter? I had to fuck him anyway so why did they care what I felt for him?

"Attracted," I said vaguely. They didn't need more than that. It was a safe answer but the narrowed look The Therapist gave me made me think he knew that.

"More or less attracted than before you got here?" He asked.

I had no idea. Was I attracted when I arrived? Yes.

Was I still? Yes.

But more or less didn't register when it came to Ryken. I was always desperate for him when we touched. My stomach was always tight, my core throbbing, my lips dry. It was always a definite struggle to keep from touching him.

"The same."

"And the intercourse, you have managed to reach an orgasm every time?" he asked.

Perv.

"Yes," I said through a clenched jaw. I didn't think about how I would feel going into detail about everything so intimate. It was more uncomfortable than the task itself.

"Did you ask Ryken these questions too?" I demanded.

The Therapist smirked, "Yes. And he was just as stubborn as you are to answer them. Do you think he had the same answers?" He prodded.

I shrugged, "I don't care."

Lie. I cared. I wanted to know what he had said about me. It was not something I cared about before, but I did now. That in itself was a dangerous notion but one I couldn't help.

"How are you feeling about your relationship with the others?" He asked, holding a pen as he clasped his hands together.

I shrugged, "They're fine."

"And the jealousy? Your vitals said you feel it potently when around Dana. Especially if you are near Alpha Ryken. Would you like to talk about it?" He asked.

I narrowed my eyes on him. No. I definitely did not. But it was what I was there for so technically, I was obligated, right? Then again, they hadn't been very forthcoming with their facts either.

"Dana has everything I could have wanted. A pack, support, and pure blood. If you found any jealousy on my part, it is because she has the life I wish I had been given, not because she has access to the Alpha," I said firmly. It was the truth. Ish.

It still made me irrational when she tried to rub it in my face that she could be with Ryken but it was nothing compared to the jealousy that she was in the pack and I wasn't.