New Names, New Purposes

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Chapter 5: New names, New purposes

 

Derek’s POV

 

I was fooling around when I asked the little girl whether someone had ‘caught her eye.’ But when she glanced up at me I realized that those bright piercing eyes had seen someone.

I realized something else too, it wasn’t one of us she had caught sight of, it was a human. We had to find out where they were immediately, “Who’s there?!” I called out in a strong voice.

Everyone started looking around in confusion. My nearest werewolf buddy, Charger, asked me what I saw.

“Someone’s here,” I said, “human, that’s what the girl saw.”

“How do you know?”

“I just know, ok? Besides, now that I know it’s out there, I can sense it.”

“Hmmm…you’re right.”

“Of course I’m right, I’m always right…well, almost,” I replied.

The human might have come to harm that little girl so I put my arm around her and in a sweet voice asked, “So sweetie, what’s your name?” Did I just say that? WTF! Who says that?!

She answered me in her quite, wispy voice, “I don’t have a name.”

You mean you don’t know your name?” I asked in surprise, because honestly, who doesn’t know their own name?

“Do I have one?” her big, all knowing blue eyes gave me the saddest face I’ve ever seen. I couldn’t say ‘no-you don’t have a name, you’re just a freak’ now could I? So I said the only thing I could say.

“Of course you have a name; everyone is born with a name. You just haven’t found your name yet. For now though, we’re going to have to call you by a different name.” Ug, I stopped too late, oh well, can’t take back what I said now.

What to call her, what to call her…oh, I kno!

“For now, we’ll call youAurora,” and her eyes lit up like you can’t imagine. She was happier than a child on Christmas day.

She gave me a hug. Wait, a hug? Who hugs a werewolf? Whatever, cause I’ll just have to go with it. The hug was pretty weak, though she was probably straining herself to give it.

When she gave me that hug, something inside me changed. Something inside me went click, like a puzzle piece fitting into place. I had made an unconscious decision that I would protect this girl, I would protectAurora. She was like someone else that I loved, someone else that I had tried to protect. She was like her, my sister, in so many ways; only younger. I had failed to protect my sister. She had died because of me, but I would protectAurorathe right way. I would protect her better than I had protected my sister. I would be her guardian.

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