John's POV.

The next therapist to come in for the interview is the human named Clark. As I wait for him I ponder over everything I just went through in the previous interview.

I like Penelope a lot. She's very professional and kind. Always asked for my permission first and was compassionate when talking about my losses. I wonder if Clark will be the same?

A knock sounded at the door and I stood. " Come in. " I said.

He opened the door and looked at me. With a smile on his face he walked up to me and held out his hand to shake. " Hello, I'm Clark. It's very nice to meet you. " he said.

I held out my other hand. He looked confused for a second. " I try not to shake hands with my hurt wrist. It's pretty stiff today. " I explain.

His eyes widen a fraction. He immediately switched hands and shook mine. " I deeply apologize for that. I should have asked which hand was hurt before I offered. " he said.

" It's ok, you couldn't have known. " I said.

We both then took a seat. He held a notebook and pen as well. " Before we begin I want to ask if you are ok with me taking a few notes?" He asked.

I nodded. " Yes sir. You can take as many notes as you need. " I said.

He nodded. " If you don't mind me asking, what made you decide to seek help in the form of therapy?" He asked.

" I've been having some anxiety issues. I had my first panic attack as of yesterday. I never really thought about therapy but it was highly suggested by Alpha Grace and my parents so I figured I'd give it a shot. " I said.

He wrote down a few notes. " I'm glad you decided of therapy. I found it to be very helpful when I was in need of help. " he sad.

He then straightened up. " I would like to ask you a few questions but you are able to ask me as many questions as you want as well. " he said.

I nodded. " Ok, that's fine. " I said.

" Growing up, have you been out under a lot of stress before?" He asked.

I tilt my head in confusion at the question. " I guess in some instances I have. I am the son of the second in command of my home pack. So there were some instances where I was out under a lot of stress. " I said.

" The reason I ask is because an overload of built up stress over the years can start to come out all at once in many different forms. Some people can get very overstimulated. Things are too loud, too bright, just over all very overwhelming. You could be depressed and feel like your stuck or it can come out as anxiety. " he said.

" I've never felt any of this before. Why would it suddenly affect me now?" I ask.

" The body and mind work in mysterious ways. You never know how much stress you were really under until something happens that triggers said issue. I have certain things called triggers that set me off into a panic attack even after all these years of therapy I have personally gone through. " he said.

" So you think my mind was already very stressed and the suddenness of the attack set it all off into anxiety?" I ask.

" In a way, yes. The mind is very complicated. I don't think that your stress growing up caused this. I believe that it is a small factor in your issues. " he said.

" How so?" I ask.

" Something tells me that you are so used to working that you don't know how to relax and give yourself a day off, correct?" He asked.

I thought it over for a moment. He does have a point there. I am always working. I nod in response. " Your mind doesn't know how to relax, therefore when you try to relax you go stir crazy and anxiety builds up and up until the point where it has to find a release. I'm the forms I said earlier. Panic attacks, depressive episodes, overstimulation and many different other ways. " he said.

" That's very interesting. " I said, because it truly is interesting.

" Before this attack happened to you, was there something else pretty traumatic that happened in your life that could be a factor in this?" He asked.

I think through everything. " Well a while back my sister was kidnapped by the Boss Rogue. " I said.

" How did you feel when that happened?" He asked.

" Utterly helpless. It wasn't until Connor stepped forward that anything was done to try and help her. I was honestly scared to death that I would lose my sister. " I said.

" So you were part of the rescue team?" He asked.

" Yes, Connor and I were the first two to arrive where he had taken her. While Connor fought the Boss Rogue, I fought to get Amber free of the silver cuffs that kept her strapped down. I burned myself pretty badly doing that. I still have faint scars on my hands. " I said as I looked down at my hands which were in my lap.

" Instances like what you went through getting your sister back can definitely traumatize you. I feel as if you had this building for a while and once the attack happened you tried to push it aside and work like you usually do only to find out you couldn't anymore. Am I correct?" He asked. I nodded.

" Before I continue my questions, is there anything you would like to ask me? I'm an open book. I want you to be able to trust me too. " he said.

" Well, I read through your qualifications and I saw what you have been through before. The attack you underwent. Are you ok to talk about it?" I asked.

" It took many years for me to be able to talk about it without having a panic attack or just bursting into tears. To answer your question, yes, you may ask me about what happened that day if you so wish. " he said.

I been studying his body language as we've been talking. He's kept his body open, showing that he's not there to pose a threat. He's keeping himself relaxed but me mentioning his attack has caused his body to stiffen up. I don't think he's as willing to talk about it as he's letting on.

" Your body language says different. " I said.

He raised an eyebrow. " You can red body language?" He asked.

" As a Bète it is our job to make sure the Alpha and Luna are safe. We are to be by the Alpha's side during meetings mainly to watch and study the body language of those talking to the Alpha. If they begin to pose a threat that is when we step in and end the meeting. The Alpha never argues with us on that. I've been taught growing up how to read people. Right now you are very open and showing me you are not a threat but at the mention of your attack you stiffened up considerably. As curious as I am to know what happened I do it wish to cause mental stress to you since this is a meeting for us to get to know one another. So I will not ask anything further about that attack. The only question I will ask you though is did they catch who hurt you?" I ask.

He looked astonished and then grins. " That is very professional of you John. I'm very impressed. You are right, it took me until this past year to be able to talk about what happened without freaking out. My body tends to react differently then what my mind does. Thank you for picking up on that. It wouldn't be professional of me to have the panic attack when I'm here to help you and to answer your question. Yes, it took them four years but they found and arrested all who were involved in my attack. They are all in prison. " said Clark.

I offered a reassuring smile. " Good. I'm glad. " I said.

" Your father must be a great teacher to have taught you all that. " said Clark.

" He is a good teacher. Strict at times but very gentle in others. " I said.

" As a parent should be. " said Clark.

I made up my mind right then. " I would like to thank you sir for coming to this meeting, I hope there is no hard feelings but I don't feel as if we would do well together. " I said.

He closed his notebook. " Agreed. You are a great man John. Thank you for this opportunity. I wish you well. " said Clark.

We stood and shook hands. He remembered about my hurt one this time. I said bye and watched him leave and close the door behind him.

Part of me wants to feel bad for sending him away but he still has his own issues to deal with before he can help me with mine. I think this is for the better.

Two therapists down, now onto the last, Jasmine.

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A/N. Hey guys. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. The next will be in Amber's POV. Until then :-)