***Lukes POV***
"From what you have told me, I think antipsychotic medication will be the best way to go." The old man stuck his hands in the pockets of his lab coat, looking at me with zero emotion cracking through his wrinkled exterior.
"She's not insane!" I growled out, slamming my fist down and cracking the wood of the rocking chair i had been sitting in. My other hands holding on to my mates hand as gently as i coule manage at the moment.
"The only other option would be depressants. They're not gauranteed to work as well though. The antipsychotics will have the same effects as the depressants but with the added effect of stabilizing her moods and reducing brain activity so she won't be able to 'switch' inbetween these different 'personalities' like she has been." He explained calmly, ignoring my out burst.
"I dont want her to be a shell of a person, i just want her to be herself. I want her to be okay doc. Just make her okay, that's all i want." I looked to her angelic face, thinking back to the way she had reacted in the vehicle. The driver was currently in the basement, being punished as the only source i can currently blame for this situation. I know all in all it's not his fault, but i need someone to blame for this. I need an outlet for this pain i'm feeling radiating off my mate.
She doesn't deserve this, i had to knock her out, i can still remember the hallow words that came out of her mouth, the way she asked me to help her like she was just a shell of a person. It breaks my heart thinking about it.
"I suggest keeping her sedated for a while longer and give her a light drip of antipsychotics into her IV drip for now and monitor her brain activity." He walked out of the room at that and i just continued to stare at my mate.
"Wait!" I can't stand to see her like this. The doctor poked his head back in. "Yes alpha?"
"Go ahead with the medication and let her wake up." His face scrunched up in distate, finally showing some form of emotion.
"Are you sure alpha?" He asked.
I growled at the question, "Don't question your alpha. Do it. I want her awake in the morning." And with that he nodded and walked out.
"Don't worry Eliza, i'll figure this out for you, i'll ease your suffering. I'll make you all better." I kissed her hands and laid my head on the bed next to her, just listening to her even breathing and thinking about how our life could be. Smiling at how happy she makes me already.
"I love you my little mate." I whispered to her and closed my eyes.
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