Chapter 55 The Real Therapy

Jimmy’s POV

In the field of psychology, I’ve always considered myself a pioneer–someone who expanded traditional therapy into…. more physical dimensions.

I’ve “treated” over a dozen young female werewolves. Their untouched, youthful bodies would’ve been wasted otherwise. I gave them pleasure. I opened their eyes to what the world had to offer. I was their savior.

But none of them–none–were as stunning as this Omega from the Mary family.

“Don’t worry,” I said, hiding the hunger in my eyes. “I’ll make sure to heal you thoroughly, I-”

Before I could finish, Aubrey raised a hand to pause me and poured me a glass of wine herself. Her attitude was surprisingly gentle, much warmer than when she’d once thrown a cup of coffee in my face.

I was certain now–Aubrey had psychological issues. But that only added to her allure. I took the glass, honored, and downed the wine in one go, eager and parched from standing so close to her.

That’s when she smiled.

“No rush on the therapy, Dr. Jimmy. Why don’t you listen to this first?”

She handed me her phone.

Caught off guard, I tapped the screen without hesitation–and Aurelia’s moaning voice filled the air.

My fingers went numb. The wine glass slipped from my hand and shattered on the floor.

followed by mine, speaking


made its way to my father, no matter

in my head. My hands trembled as I bent down to pick up the phone, but before I could grab it,

a beta–ranked warrio pinned me like I

yet her foot

was Aurelia–she seduced me first! You know how it is, people like us–we don’t have a choice but to follow

in my palm, warm blood pooling around

at me, eyes cold, lips curled

you misunderstood. I have no

was she still

I looked up at her–and felt an overwhelming urge to kneel. To crawl

submit.

The

head. Delusions, Fantasies I never get to act on. But your little conversation last night… gave me inspiration. And now, I’ve come up with a


did I

course!” I

lifted her foot at last. My hand

on the table. “There’s a million on this. If you

want money. I just wanted

ruined hand, I turned to leave–only

I know about Lucian’s sister–and your mistress. I know

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