Jasmin

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

"Jasmin, before this goes further, we need to talk." My voice sounds gruff, as she looks at my face with a shocked look. That is to be expected I guess as I just left her in the middle of something. I make myself take some grounding breaths, looking at the floor. When I look over at her again she has her shirt on and is sitting in the middle of the bed. She looks so small. I remind myself that she is strong, she can do this.

"I need to explain a few things first. Please listen." This is so hard. I am going against my pack. I have to do this and explain, but feel a war inside me. Its been my main focus since Tuesday.

I know the pack is waiting for this, I have not hid that I will tell her, neither have I expressed it. With her knowing about 'pack' and 'mate' and coming here. The council will wait until after I have told her and make a decision on what to do. This can go very bad. Very very bad.

The other option is to not say anything, yet that feels so wrong. Wrong in my soul. Everything has been leading to this. To full honesty between us. This is the next step, I have to take it. I look back up to her, look at her bright beautiful blue eyes and see my own future, one I wasn't sure I would get. I will take my future.

"Of course, Marcus, I didn't just say it to be silly, I really do love you." She loves me. Its time. Time to see what she remembers. If she remembers me.

"I am not like other kids at school, I was able to follow you around the valley for all those years without you seeing me. Because I didn't look like this. I looked very different." Just as I planned, start with the here and now. Keep things in the present. Yet I feel a tremor inside me, letting out the secret is great for me, but it is a big risk. I have risked my pack before, and I learned my lesson. I have the mark. I will have to explain the mark too.

She seems to be taking this quite well, nodding, her heartbeat not even speeding up from where it went after I said we need to talk. Hopefully things go well. Hope I am not endangering the pack. How much has she changed over the years.

"I changed my shape, I can do that." She smiles at me, a pure smile, no fear. We had always been cautioned that outsiders would not be able to handle our differences. They make jokes and movies about such shifters, yet they do not truly believe. "I am a werewolf. I can change into a gray wolf. I would hitchhike into the city and had a place I could stash my clothes, then I could stay in the woods of the valley and be near you, without you seeing me." I said it. The big secret. One she may or may not understand. This is the big test. Fear, resentment, or horror. Or worse, will this open up her past.

"That is insane." No argument, no whining or fear, just a pronouncement that I am wrong. Silly girl. I should know to expect the unexpected with her, yet this I am not prepared for.

"Why? What is it about what I am saying that is not possible." I need to see what she is thinking, then I can counter them.

"Oh we are going to have a debate." Is she taking this seriously? She is sitting there, so calm, smiling. How can I work this.

"Certainly." This will give me an idea of what she is thinking.

"I am very good at debate." She looks like she is warning me.

"I have good facts and time to study the material." I play back, joking and still very serious. This could be interesting. Of all the reactions I could of had, this is not what I expected. She always keeps me on my toes this woman. My woman.

"Werewolves are a myth! Stories told to scare children." She thinks she can win this by simply saying something with no proof.

"All myths have some precedence, there are even illnesses that urge humans to drink blood, why not change shape. The world is full of surprises and unknowns." This is an easy counter. Almost like she is going to start off easy. I pull out a chair and lean forward, elbows on knees. She shifts forward on the bed, staring at my face. A bit unnerving but not hostile. With the subject, I was expecting panic or hostility. I had a plan for panic, as that is what happens whenever her past catches her. I knew what to do then, this playful side of her is fun though. I smile and await her next point.