"This area is clear Beta Long."

"Okay, Josh take a few wolves to check the south clearing. Nathan you do the same in the northern."

"Yes Beta Long."
"Yes Beta Long."

Wayne in his shifted form watched as Josh and Nathan split into groups and check the surrounding borders.

"Dillian you lead the east while I'll lead the west."

"Yes Beta Long."

After Dillian's group leaves Wayne and his remaining group run towards the western border. The group spends about an hour inspecting the border. Making sure and trying to find evidence on how the Rouges would come during that night so suddenly. But Wayne had something else on his mind.

He said to assign Nyla a therapist. Is it really that bad that she'd need one though? And why did she said I don't love her? What is she thinking? Don't I always tell her I love her?

As Wayne was preoccupied in his thoughts he heard the link of a nearby wolf.

"Beta Long. We've found something."

Wayne and the other 2 near him hurried over to his side just ad the rest of the wolves from the other borders came back over with the group. The wolves inspected the thing of the floor confusedly.

"A...pendant?"

The pendant was a bit odd looking. It looked rusty and a bit old. What made the pendant odd was that no matter how old it was, the scent it radiated off of it was-

Wayne growled.

"Rouge."

He was confused though. If this is a Rouge's pendant how did this pendant get so far deep within the borders?

As he was contemplating this she suddenly heard the urgent mindlink of Russell.

"Beta Long you need to come back now!!"

"What is it?"

"It's the Beta Female. She's been raging and she won't calm down."

"I'm on my way."

"Dillian I'll leave you in charge. Give the pendant to Johnathan in the meantime!"

Without another word Wayne quickly ran to his house. Along the way he felt immediately increasing concern for the well being of his wife.

A few moments later Wayne then enters the house to see pots thrown and glasses shattered on the wall.

What the he-

Crash!!

Wayne quickly ran to the direction of the noise to see in the living room Nyla had a bat and was breaking the table, pots, and lamps around the room.

"Nyla! What are you doing?!"

The surrounding omegas around her subconsciously sighed in relief at the sight at Wayne. They can't control Nyla but her husband could.

"...all know."

Wayne hears the slight mumble under his wife's breath. Quickly he rushes to her side and takes the bat from her hand.

"What are you doing Nyla?!"

"They all know!! They all know Wayne!!"

Wayne then understands what his wife's talking about. He then signals Russell and the rest of the omegas to room. Which they bow and quickly scurry off to clean the mess that Nyla made in the hallways.

"Nyla what are you talking about?"

"I see it. In the way they look at me. The way they talk to me. They treat me like I'm so damn pitiful Wayne!!"

Wayne saw the stressful tears swelling up in his wife's eyes.

"They look at me like I'm weak."

Wayne ran his hand through her hair.

"No they don't nyla. They just don't want to hurt you."

"Yes they do Wayne! Pity is all I see! Pity Pity pity!!"

Wayne stared at his wife for a few moments. The stressed tired look wasn't unlike the woman she once was. Bright, cheery, and bold.

"Nyla... how'd you feel about a therapist?"

Wayne immediately felt Nyla pushing him to the side.

"So you are just gonna throw me into a mental house like I'm crazy Wayne?!"

"I said therapist. Not asylum love."

Nyla scoffed as she rolled her eyes and pushed past him.

"You know what? Fuck them and fuck you too Wayne."

Slam!!

Wayne sighed as one of their portraits fell and crashed to the floor following Nyla's door slamming. He closed his eyes for a moment before taking a deep breath and grabbing his phone.

Therapist it is then.

~~~

"Beta Long we'll have to stop patrolling tonight we don't want to risk another breach in the boarders."

"Alright. Tomorrow we'll continue."

"Yes Beta Long."

Wayne looked out the window and only then did he noticed it was late in the evening.

Life just got more stressful.

"I've told you not to strain your voice Beta Female."

Dr. Jefferson scolded her as he gently tended to her neck.

"1- just call me Nyla and 2- I was irritated."

"Well one, will do and 2- if you listen to me Nyla then you wouldn't be in so much pain as you are in now. Now shut up and let me check your throat."

Nyla huffed a bit but did lift her throat slightly. Dr. Jefferson saw that compared to her other injuries her throat was healing up more nicely. The black brusing and swelling has gone down quite a bit which is probably why Nyla is still able to scream as loud as she's doing now.

That's relieving.

After a few moments of feeling around her throat he nodded and stood up.

"It's starting to get better but I told you no loud screaming or yelling and I mean it Nyla. It's only been 8 hours since I've saw you and I've seen you twice in a day about your injuries."

He thumped her on the forhead annoyedly.

"Please don't make this a habit."

Nyla rolled her eyes with a slight smile.

"Well what can I say?"

"To not make it a habit."

"Whatever."

"I mean it."

He then gave her a look."You will take those therapy sessions Nyla."

Nyla rolled her eyes. "And what benefit would they give me exactly?"

Dr. Jefferson gently pressed different areas at the bottom of her neck.

"The first steps to healing."

"... do you truly think this'll make me heal?"

Dr. Jefferson sighed as he bent down to her level. He can tell she's doubtful and it's not uncommon for her to be so.

"Nyla. You are still breathing aren't you? That means you are still capable of controlling your life."

"Hm. If u believe so... She then changed the subject. "Anyways what's your name?"

Dr. Jefferson noticed her attitude in changing the subject but decided to play along.

"Carson."

"Carson."

Nyla repeated him as she felt the way the new word flowed off her tongue.

"Carson."

"What?"

"I'm not paying you."

The two stared at each other.
...

"You will pay me."

"Anyways goodbye Carson. Leave now!"

Carson rolled his eyes but did grab his bags.

"Goodnight Nyla."

Nyla yawned tiredly as she turned over and layed down in her bed.

"Goodnight Carson."

Carson gave a slight smile as he closed the door behind him.

She's cute.

"So? How is she?"

Only then did Carson notice Wayne was waiting for him outside the door.

"I suggest anger management and therapy as quickly as possible. "

"She said she don't want it."

"I've already convinced her that's its good for her health."

Wayne didn't show it but he was uncomfortable at the fact another man is able to get through his wife. While he as her husband can't.

"That's good actually."

"I do recommend letting her take as much time as she needs on and/or off work. People in her situation tend to overwork to forget or to stay away from what reminds them of triggers. So just let her find things at her own pace."

"Thank you Dr. Jefferson."

Carson bowed.

"It is my pleasure Beta Long."

After he left Wayne then got prepared for bed. Slowly as he got under the covers he noticed the slight shift his wife's body took away from him.

This is gonna be a while.