Alpha Damien's Breeder: The first night
Chapter 56: A blabbermouth

Chapter 56: A blabbermouth

"I meant Dam, like I went to see a Dam!" She quickly corrected herself, hoping to have convinced Theresa.

"Alright, seat!" Theresa smiled inwardly, amused by the fact that Aurora was bad at lying, yet she tried to deceive her. It was so obvious that she was talking about Damien, but Aurora seemed unaware that Theresa knew everything.

"So what are we doing today?" Aurora asked as soon as she was seated.

"The first step of our intimacy session. It’s about discussion," Theresa replied, pulling out a book.

"Discussion?" Aurora repeated, wondering how a conversation would help her battle her phobia. She had expected something more tangible, like a drug or a test.

"Yes, questions and answers," Theresa elaborated.

"What’s your definition of intimacy?" Theresa asked, her expression turning serious like that of a real therapist.

"Um, I think it’s when a woman mates..." Aurora trailed off, recalling the recent intimate encounter she had with Damien in the bathroom. It was a different kind of intimacy she had never known before. She had always thought of intimacy as mating with the man she loved.

"Intimacy is pleasure," she changed her response, providing the only answer she could think of.

Theresa picked up a pen and made a note in the book she had brought earlier. Aurora wondered if Theresa was assessing her sexual skills, if such a thing even existed.

"Intimacy is all about you and your partner, not everyone enjoys sex. For example, imagine a slave being raped by her master, would she derive pleasure from such an intimacy?" Theresa disclosed, shedding light on what intimacy really meant.

Aurora shook her head in response, indicating that no, she wouldn’t find pleasure in such a situation.

However, she couldn’t help but think about her recent encounter with Damien, where she did experience pleasure because she was a willing participant. Would it have been the same if it had happened five years ago when she wasn’t willing?

Theresa continued to explain, "Most people who are traumatized by intimacy are those who have experienced molestation, assault, or rape. Their perception of intimacy changes because of how painful their first experience was."

Curious, Aurora asked, "So how do you change their perception?"

"It takes time. The stronger ones can overcome it more quickly, while the weaker ones may struggle to overcome it," Theresa replied, which made Aurora frown. Her trauma was mental assault, completely different from being raped.

"What if..." Aurora began, but Theresa cut her off, scolding her, "Hush, darling, we’re taking everything slowly."

Aurora swallowed her words and nodded, understanding Theresa’s approach.

"Now, tell me how you feel when you are about to get intimate with a man," Theresa inquired.

Aurora was surprised by the question and blushed at the thought of Damien’s intimate advances.

"I feel scared, excited, and sometimes hesitant," she replied, causing Theresa to shake her head. She wanted Aurora to elaborate further.

"You see, these are just normal reactions. No woman would be completely neutral during intimacy. Now, please elaborate more," Theresa encouraged, signaling for her handmaiden to fill her empty teacup.

"Okay, whenever he gets close, I feel embarrassed and want to escape. And yesterday when he..." Aurora stopped herself, realizing what she was about to reveal.

Theresa laughed, making Aurora blush, but she reassured her, "It’s fine. I am a woman who has experienced all of it. I won’t judge you, feel free to talk."

Feeling frustrated, Aurora knew she had no choice but to be straightforward and honest if she wanted to deal with her phobia.

"He was more intimate yesterday, he went down to a private part of my body and did something I found pleasurable. I forgot my senses and gave in to his actions," she explained as best as she could.

"That’s what I’m talking about. Now we have passed the first stage," Theresa declared, smiling confidently as she made another note in her book.

"We did?" Aurora asked, blinking in confusion. She had only just relayed her feelings, she didn’t understand how it helped.

"Yes, darling. You are not repulsed by intimacy, which means you weren’t raped or molested. You are just mentally affected," Theresa accurately observed.

"Do I have to be repulsed if I had experienced one of those?" Aurora asked.

"Of course. Imagine being in the shoes of a young lady raped by her master every night. She is never given the chance to speak, just discarded until the next night when the master is ready to rape again. If she eventually escapes the master’s clutches, would she ever want to be with a man?" Theresa explained, providing more context.

"Oh," Aurora responded with understanding, shivering at the thought of experiencing such horror. Truthfully, even though she was only Damien’s breeder, he never forced himself on her. He wasn’t angry with her for the mistakes she made this morning, and he carefully helped her into her room afterward.

"Is your man like that?" Theresa asked, noticing how lost in thought Aurora was.

Aurora quickly shook her head and said, "No."

Theresa proceeded with the next question, asking, "What triggered the phobia?"

’Lucas and his mother,’ Aurora replied in her mind, unwilling to share the full story with Theresa.

Observing Aurora’s reaction, Theresa assured her, "I am not asking you to tell me everything. Just provide useful information."

"I need you to promise not to tell anyone?! It’s hard enough for me to live with it, I don’t want anyone else to know," Aurora pleaded, seeking trust in Theresa.

"You have my word. I am not a blabbermouth," Theresa assured her, offering a smile.

"It was my mate," Aurora said.

"Your mate?" Theresa repeated, momentarily remembering that she bought Aurora as a Luna slave. Could it be that Aurora wasn’t the one who did something bad, and it was the other way around?

"Yes, I was accused of infidelity on my wedding day, and my parents were killed so I could live," Aurora added, her face turning sour at the memory of her parents’ lifeless bodies that day.

Theresa was taken aback by the revelation. It was rare to see a Luna being hated by her mate or her pack. Luna was the hope of the Alpha’s strength, and together they were supposed to be unstoppable.

"So you were sold as a slave instead?" Theresa asked, trying to comprehend the situation.