Lost and Found

Anything But Perfect

“Katrina.. what a beautiful name” he smiled up at me warmly. “Katrina, I’m going to have to ask you a few questions. They might be uncomfortable, if it’s to much let me know and we can skip to the next question”. Here we go I thought to myself. I knew it had been to good to be true. I nodded, but steeled myself for the pain I knew was soon to follow if my answers didn’t satisfy him.

‘But his words felt sincere’, I felt a small voice in the back of my mind whisper. ‘Maybe we can trust him’. I reeled in shock. I had just heard a voice in my mind. A voice that was not mine. I was hearing voices now. I had to be going insane. I had started to panic when I was brought back to my senses by the feeling of the strange man stroking the back of my hand softly. “Shhhh it’s ok. It’s going to be ok. We don’t have to do this right now. All I want is to keep you safe. You’re safe now. I don’t know what you’ve gone through, but judging by the bruises and scars you’ve got, it wasn’t something nice. But you’re here now. You’re with me, and I promise I’ll do everything in my power to keep that from happening again. Just talk to me, it doesn’t have to be right now, but when you’re ready, I’m here. You can lean on me Katrina. All I want is to keep you safe. I’m here. It’s going to be ok.”

I wasn't sure how to feel about everything he had just said, or the voice I had just heard, but for the time being I decided to trust him, at least as much as I knew how to. After all, he could have killed me when he found me, but instead he saved me. Besides I didn’t really have any other options at this point. But first I needed to know. “Why?”

He looked at me longingly. “That’s complicated Katrina.” He saw my eyes start to narrow, and immediately followed. “Don’t worry, I’m going to explain, but I need to lay some groundwork for you so you can understand.” I looked up at him warily, and then nodded urging him to continue. “I am a werewolf, you are currently in our pack lodge. I know that might be a lot to take in, but I need you to trust me on this.”

I nodded, “I know… about werewolves… I was… adopted… into a pack… when I was a baby.” I managed to cough out. My throat ached. He grabbed a cup of water next to my bed and brought it to my lips. “I could have done that” I thought to myself, but I allowed him to help me instead.

“You know about us then, good. How old are you Katrina? Have you got your wolf yet? I looked down in shame and answered, “I am.. not a wolf” I couldn’t meet his eyes. He was going to throw me out now. No one wanted a useless human around. To my surprise he gently lifted my chin to meet his gaze. “Hey, there’s no need to feel shame over that. You are you, and that makes you perfect.” I shook my head. “You don’t know me yet, you’ll see. I’m anything but perfect”