Ava sat with a foot dangling into the water of the bathing chamber. His deep blue eyes watched the dark water of an underground hotspring as it bubbled and steamed up the room. His body stretched out on the bank as he drew in deep thoughtful breaths.<br/>stalactites dripped from the ceiling only into that of the water. The rest of the ceiling had be covered by tiles and modern day lighting. The wall were surrounded by mirrors and counters. A few chairs and various scented oils available to the entire pack. He sat up and sighed as he listened to the silence of the morning and held his face in his hands. His mind swimming with thoughts both joyous and nervous. He stood and walked to a shelf like all shelves carved from the cave itself and removed a towel. Drying off he placed anything he had used back in its proper placing. He then walked back where he had been and knelt down scrubbing at the space where he had been laying with the towel.<br/><br/>His ocd began to get the better of him as he continued to only focus on his suspicions. As his body moved back and forth it worked out his abs and shoulders. His arms and legs flexed trying to soak up this activity for all it had to offer. His hands began to hurt but he could not stop. His mind now shifted as it often did while he cleaned from previous thoughts to only concerns that if he keeps cleaing it will also clean his mind. To him, that meant his fears for his mate and future. With this realization firmly holding his mind he began to scrub harder and harder making his hands blister and turn red. His lips moved with the mutterings of numbers as he counted how many times he scrubbed the area. Reaching three hundred he sat up and groaned. 'weakling..' he thought to himself allowing this condition to get the better of him once more. At least this thought had him tossing his towel in the hamper to be washed later.<br/><br/>Within moments the alpha was dressed in a formal suite white and custom sewed to show off his strong form. He left the room and made a b-line to go find Oz. His mind wrapped around needing confirmation of what he had been noticing. 'Maybe its all in my head... maybe she isn't pregnant.. Maybe, everything will be ok...' he continued to think walking faster and faster trying to ignor his need to stop and polish some of the candlesticks he was passing and portrait frames.