One to love one to abuse 42.

Chapter 42.
Alisons POV

I sit in my warm bath as the wonderful scent fills the room relaxing my muscles and thoughts. I faintly hear Evan talking outside the bathroom. I wonder who he’s talking to, maybe I’ll ask when he returns.

I let my body sink further allowing the water to consume me, soaking my blond hair. It’s been growing quick since being here, I come back up to wash it when Evan comes back in taking his clothes off.
“Hello little mate.” He says in a sexy low tone as butterflies spread through my body.
“Hey, who were you talking too?” I ask quickly before grabbing the shampoo lathering it through my hair.

“I called Oliver to pull my family records as well as pack records and data, we need to find out who Emmett really is and why he wants to hurt me.” He says as he steps in to the water making steam flow around us and I realize how hot the bath actually is.
“I won’t let him hurt you or our children for any reason, we will figure this out.” He states.

“Do you want to talk about what happened?” He asks as I feel my heart lodge in my throat.
“Not really, not right now anyways.” I choke out as I quickly submerge myself under the water again to rinse my hair and hopefully stop the conversation.

When I come back up Evan is just staring at me with tears in his eyes as mine widen knowing he’s not ready to drop it.
“Ok well you know you can talk to me if you need.” He says softly looking down, I push my body through the water so I’m pressed against his chest and he leans back while his hands gently tickle over my shoulders and arms.

After a while we decide to get out, Evan brings me in a light pink nighty and a jumbo scrunchy. I throw my hair up and get dressed meeting him in the bedroom as he’s already laying in our bed on his stomach with his arms under the pillows.

I walk up to him climbing on top of his large body as he groans beneath me, I gently start moving my fingers along his neck pressing harder as I move. He’s been dealing with so much lately I’ve been able to feel his stress it’s like a dull ring in the back of my head. I continue gliding my fingers along him working out all the little knots as he moans beneath my touch, he pushes himself up underneath me as he rolls over lifting my body of the bed.

Now straddling him he pulls me closer to his chest, pinning me to him as his heart beat aligns with mine and I’m slowly drifting off in to perfect darkness. A darkness that consumes me in loving safety.


We wake the next morning to a knock on the door.
“One second.” Evan says in a groggy voice as he stands up grabbing a robe to cover himself with before leaving the bedroom.
I roll over snuggling deeper in to our blankets inhaling his scent as it sends shivers through my body. A few moments later he comes back in grabbing a pair of jeans and black t-shirt.
“What’s wrong?” I ask noticing how frantically his behaviour has changed since coming back in.

“There’s been another attack.” He says in a low voice as he starts pulling his clothes on and I jolt up from our bed looking at him.
“Where? What happened?” I ask standing to get dressed and follow.
“Rogues attacked the boarder again, a few guards were hurt and are in the medic centre. You can meet Emily there and get details about the attack I will be meeting with the board, hopefully Oliver has found something.” He finishes quickly as he throws the blankets back on the bed and I pull my shirt on while slipping on my shoes at the same time.

“Please be carful Alison, you are just there to get details. Remember this pregnancy is going to be hard and you can be pushing yourself if you get tired sit down and call me.” He says before we head out and I nod in response.

We both head out taking off in different directions, I get to the medic centre as people are running around machines are beeping loudly, people are yelling and I suddenly feel panic wash over me as I struggle to breath. My chest tightens and I fall back against the wall, my vision narrows as black fills the edges. What is happening to me. Everything goes black as I hit the ground and I feel hands on my arms, unable to speak I slowly try to calm myself as I notice I still can’t breath.

I start to come too as doctor Blair is holding on to me.
“What happened?” I try to ask but it comes out messier and more jumbled then that.
“Alison, how do you feel?” He asks ignoring my question.
“Tired” I spit out still trying to catch my breath.
“Ok let’s get you in to a bed and get some labs done.” He says as I nod feeling my body succumb to my exhaustion.

The monitor in my room faintly beeps as the door opens and in comes doctor Blair and Evan. I roll over to face them noticing Emily standing just behind both men.

“You seem to have had a panic attack Luna.” Blair states as I look up to him confused.
“A panic attack?” I ask quickly.
“Well, the symptoms you described and with your labs all clear it’s the only thing that would make sense.” He starts. “You became overwhelmed with the noise and commotion, you started to panic and couldn’t breath, which exhausted your body due to the baby and you passed out. You’ve been through a lot of trauma Luna, that takes time to heal from.” He finishes as Evan walks over sitting at the end of my bed.

“Honestly Luna I’d see it best for you to be on bed rest with little movement, calming relaxing areas and a low stress environment.” Blair says looking over to Evan as he begins to talk.
“Valerie will be taking over Luna duty’s while you rest, you can do planing and paperwork but that’s all.” Evan says softly as I notice how tired he looks, his eyes droop and there’s wrinkles in his forehead.

I nod softly not wanting to be on bed rest but agreeing because it’s best for me and the baby.
“What happened with the attacks?” I ask abruptly remembering why I came to the medic centre to begin with.
“Well talk about that later, right now you rest.” Evan says as I slowly nod and everyone leaves the room.