Gale, Avery - Rissa's Recovery [The Shadowdance Club 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) by Avery Gale Page B

listen to me on this one. Love her, listen to her, and we’ll do some checking on this end to see if there is any other treatment that is recommended. Jenna and I had talked about this a while back, and we were worried that she’d been holding back. We’d actually planned a mini-intervention of sorts after the wedding. I just wish we hadn’t decided it could wait.” When tears started to roll down her cheeks, Zach stepped forward and wrapped her in his arms.
    “Come on, kitten, that’s enough for now. If Mitch needs anything more from you, I’m sure he’ll call. Let’s get you upstairs for a bit of rest, okay?” His voice was soft and sweet, but there was no doubt in anyone’s mind Kat was on her way upstairs to rest despite her protests.
    As they left the room, Alex watched as his entire reason for living was escorted out of sight by his brother. He returned his attention to Mitch and said, “Honestly, I really think Katarina might be right, and she certainly has a unique perspective. I’ll make some more phone calls. There are a lot of PTSD experts around, but in the meantime, please try what my lovely, sweet-spirited wife has suggested. We all know she would have Rissa’s best interest at heart, and handling her with love is certainly not going to cause any harm, even if it doesn’t solve the problem.”
    After he and Alex had ended their call, Mitch realized he’d been sitting just staring out in to the darkness watching the swirling snowflakes dance in the moonlight. What did they do to you, baby? Whatever it was, nothing is so bad that we can’t work it out. You’ll never be so far gone emotionally that Bry and I won’t swim out and pull you back. Hang in there, sweetheart, we’re on our way…  

Chapter Eight

    Jenna and Colt made their way slowly back up ShadowDance Mountain’s narrow road, grateful for the tire chains and their four-wheel-drive vehicle. They’d been in Denver for several days making all the arrangements for Jenna’s apartment to be moved as soon as weather allowed, and they’d stopped for supplies on the way back when the weather reports become more and more grim. Colt broke the silence and filled Jenna in on the conversation he had with Alex and Zach while she had been packing up some personal items in her apartment. “Rissa had what appears to have been a very traumatic flashback. Mitch and Bryant had to restrain her and administer a sedative.”
    Jenna’s eyes widened to the size of small saucers. “Oh my God, is she okay? Do we need to go to the cabin and help? Oh I wish Kat and I hadn’t put off talking with her. We’ve been concerned that she was teetering on the edge, and we’d decided to wait until things settled down a little before trying to get her to open up to us.” Jenna was wringing her hands and biting her bottom lip, both major tells as to her anxiety level. Colt knew that she and Katarina would both be really empathetic toward Rissa as they had both been through really horrific experiences themselves.
    He let his expression soften and he looked at her for just a second before returning his gaze to the blizzard conditions surrounding them. “Slow down, princess, first of all, we’re going to the mansion, and I want to get you settled and rested. I know it’s been a challenging week.” When she opened her mouth to argue, he just continued, “No, I mean it, I want you to rest, and then after that we’ll sit down with Alex, Zach, and Katarina and see what we can do from our end to help. Rissa is important to all of us, pet, and we’ll get her through this. Please don’t worry about it right now. With the move, getting ready to start school and wedding plans, you have plenty on your plate.” He’d winked at her when he’d mentioned the wedding. She wasn’t sure who was more excited about their upcoming wedding and all the elaborate plans, her fiancé or her mother, she was convinced it was likely a toss-up.
    Sighing, Jenna looked out the