Rediscovered

Chapter 18

"Okay, Start talking." I said and he sighed.

"So the truth is I have known you since you and I could barely walk and talk. Our parents were good friends. The day before your fifth birthday, my parents and I were on our way to your house to help plan and set up your party. When my father got word of an attack, he took off and had my mom drive her and I back to the pack house. It turned out the attack was a ploy to distract everyone while they kidnapped as many young girls as possible, you being one of them. Your parents along with some others took off looking for you and their children. Many of the parents never came back, including yours. Some of those who didn't leave ended up drinking away their pain.

The night I saw you in the restaurant I didn't know who you were at first except that you were my fated mate. Once we started talking it started to click that maybe... maybe you were my lost friend. I wanted to be sure though, I was trying to come up with a plan when you got hurt at the restaurant and ended up in the hospital. That's when I took a sample of your blood to run some tests.

It took a while and it killed me to be away from you but I finally had gotten the answers I was looking for. You are the girl from my childhood. I hadn't told anyone else, because I wanted to talk to you first. I wanted to tell you since I found out but... I didn't know how.

I hope you are not mad at me for keeping this from you for so long, but with what you had just discovered with those people who took you from me, I knew I couldn't keep it from you any longer."

By the end of his story I was confused and in tears.

"So we have known each other before?"

"Yes"

"My parents went looking for me?"

"Yes"

"So they could still be alive?"

"Maybe, none of the parents that left that day has ever been seen again."

I closed my eyes to overwhelmed to say anything else. For the rest of the ride we just sat there quietly.

As we pulled up into the driveway of the house I could see Sarah, Derrick and their parents standing on the porch. I got out of the car and walked up to them. Sarah and Patricia wrapped me in a hug. Jake must have told them on the way home, and although I am not ready to talk about it, I welcomed their embrace. I cried silently into their shoulders.

"I would like to lay down for a bit, I have a long night ahead of me." I told them as I wiped the last tears from my face.

"Sure thing dear." Patricia said as I made my way towards my room.

I closed my door and made my way to the bathroom. I turned the shower on to the hottest I could stand and got in clothes and all. I sat in the shower and cried until the water got cold. As I stepped out and removed my wet clothes I heard a knock at the door.

"One moment!" I cried out with no reply. I quickly got dressed and made my way to open the door. No one was there, but a tray of food and a large book was left on a cart with a note.

' I know you need some time, just know I am here for you. Please try to eat. -Jake '

I wanted to cry again for how thoughtful he was being. I wheeled the cart into the room and started to nibble on the food. There was a bowl of fruit, crackers with meat and cheese and some yogurt, it was all very good. Once I was done I picked up the book and slowly started to open it. It was a photo album with a lot of pictures of Jake as a baby. The photos progressed to him getting older and soon a little girl started popping up in a lot of them. She looked like me.

"Amaya? I want to remember, if nothing else I want to remember our parents. But I am scared."

"What are you afraid of?" She asked.

"I am scared of remembering all the bad to, all the pain after being taken before waking up in the hospital. If the dreams were memories then I am sure what we went through was painful."

"We will get through it together, I promise." She said before going to the back of my mind.

I look at the clock and sighed. It is almost none o'clock, only. few hours before I shift for the first time. I thought I would be scared, but I am more excited than anything else. If there is anything positive to come out of all of this , it's the fact that I have a wolf and I am never going to lose her again.

I get up and head towards the living room where everyone is waiting. Jake holds his hand out to me and I take it.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes." I say, and we all head outside. As we make our way to the woods all I could think about is what Jake has told me.

I know I want to remember my parents, and remembering Jake from our childhood wouldn't be a bad thing. Its the in between that would be bad. Would I be able to handle remembering it all? Maybe, maybe not, but if I do remember everything from that time maybe I could use some of what I learn to help us bring the whole operation down. If I have to go through any pain and suffering, it might as well be to help other and prevent many more from having to go through that.

I also need to decide if I am going to meet with my pretend parent. It might be a set up, and if it's not then maybe I can set a trap for them and let Jake capture them. Either way I could get some answers.

"Jake, when this is over I think we should have a long talk... alone." He smiled at me, "I am looking forward to some alone time with you." he said with a wink. I smiled at him and shook my head.

We stopped walking as we reached a large field. Thousands of flowers could be seen sleeping beneath the moonlight. It was breath taking. I looked up and saw the full moon almost directly above us.

"Amaya?"

"I am here hun... Are you ready?"

"Yes." Was all I could say before the pain started.