Lost and Found

Opening Up

Katrina POV

He was still here. Even after all of that. He was still by my side. I expected to wake up alone in the cold. I expected to be abandoned. But I woke again to the warmth of his hand in mine. I felt embarrassed. I didn’t mean to freak out like I had. Now that I had time to process, I knew that I had made a fool out of myself. It wasn’t his fault that I was damaged goods. He didn’t know what he was committing to when he said what he said. Who would want to be mates with me? I was nothing. I was less than nothing. This fact had been drilled into me so many time. On top of that, I was dirty. No one wanted used goods. And I was hearing voices now. I was sure he would throw me away after he knew all of that. I had to show him why I wasn’t good enough for him. I had to make him understand. I don’t deserve a mate.

I tentatively reached out and brushed his hair out of his face. I hadn’t really taken the time to look closely at him until now. He had strong chiseled features, and soft curly brown hair. He had a perfectly straight nose, and just a hint of stubble below his full lips. He really was beautiful. His eyes flashed open in shock at my touch. They were a stormy grey, with flecks of blue scattered here and there. I tried to keep my courage as I cupped his cheek. He really did feel safe. I wanted to believe that maybe, just maybe, I could be forgiven. That I could be loved. But he needed to know what he was getting into.

Adrian POV

She was touching me. On her own. She was looking down into my eyes, and touching my cheek, and she wasn’t pulling away in fear. I held still, not wanting to scare her, but I could die I was so happy.

“What’s your name?” She asked me. I immediately felt stupid. I knew her name, but had never told her mine. “Adrian, my name is Adrian.” I immediately piped up. “Adrian” she responded the softest of smiles forming on her lips as she said it. Hearing my name on her lips made my entire body tingle.

“Adrian… I’m sorry…about earlier.” She looked down, and then took a deep breath. “I.. I need you to understand. Why.. why you don’t want me.” She could see I was about to speak up to disagree and she put a finger to my lips. The gesture catching me off guard, “Please.. speaking is not.. easy.. for me right now. Let me.. finish” I stared at her, still debating whether I should say something or not, but then nodded and waited for her to continue.