Secret Shifter

Part 10

Derek stood there just looking at me, completely at a loss for words. Well he had just watched me shift about 15 times into various animals. Once I had finished showing him why they called me The True Shifter, I recover my clothes from the tree and now stood human. He still hadn't moved and I could see his brain working.

My guess was he was shocked, and who wouldn't be? In the world of supernatural Wolves no one has ever heard of someone being able to take the form of more than one animal. I didn't know what he was thinking but I began to get anxious. Even though the Mate bond was pushing me to comfort him, I stayed put. I wanted him to speak first, I felt like I needed him to understand.

If my Mate, of all people couldn't accept this about me, then no one would and since he was the first too know since my family passed away. I desperately wanted to hear him tell me that he didn't care, that he would protect me either way. But he still remained quiet.

Ten minutes had passed and Derek was still quiet, finally I spoke first, 'I admire your composure Derek, but your silence is by no mean comforting.'

I spoke in a joking manner but he didn't respond. It killed me not knowing what he was thinking, and that I maybe broke him. I spoke again, 'I ever since i was little i was able to do things that no normal Werewolf can. All i have to do is imagine what i want to be and i can change into it. Im not limited by just a Wolf, earlier when the Rogue Leader spoke about Half Breeds, i think at some point in history, our kind could do what i do. But as generation grew our bloodlines became dilute...I think they want me so they can bring about the new and improved 'Werewolves,' the new True Shifters.'

I sighed heavily feeling a wave of nauseating anxiety tense in my stomach, and left him standing in the front yard. He wasnt going to talk and i didnt know how much longer i could stand there.

I didn't feel like sitting but pacing the kitchen wouldn't help, so I took a seat on the stool. My stomach kept doing flips as I waited for Derek. When I heard the front door open and closed I jumped to my feet. Derek walked into the kitchen entrance and his eyes fell on mine.

He just stared at me, his expression unreadable, before he left to go to his study. Derek left me standing there wondering if that was his answer. Once his study door was closed I fell back onto my seat. He didn't want to talk to me. Does that mean he doesn't...want me?

Am I just a freak? Did he just reject me? Thoughts ran through my head as I grasped for anything that made sense. Nothing about his reactions comforted me. But what do I expect? I told him countlessly how bad it was for me to stick around, that it wasn't just him that would get hurt. Maybe he finally realised how much I put his pack in danger.I wouldn't blame him if he put his pack first before me, after all I selfishly said yes to staying and the Rogues found me. Staying would only cause him more trouble and the thought of him getting hurt pained me.

Hours later I had moved a few feet to the sofa in the living room. After everything that happened and every possibility that I could think of was exhausted, I felt numb. But not for long.

Finally I heard movement upstairs and the door to Derek's study flew open. He practically ran down the stairs, only stopping to see me lying on the sofa. A frown crossed his features and then, he was gone.He ran out into the night, leaving me alone...again. I knew now what had happened, he didn't want me around, he wanted me gone. Seeing me still here made him angry and so I knew I had to leave.

Walking up the stairs I stifled a sob and refused to let any tears fall, knowing they would persuade me to stay. I opened the door to my room and grabbed my bag from the corner. I stuffed it full of my clothes and slowly made my way back down to the kitchen. I grabbed various canned food and left money on the counter as payment.

Before I closed the front door behind me I glanced back in the house that I had begun to call home. Already I had fond memories of this place, but I had to say goodbye. The door clicked behind me. I isolated my shifting and grew my long elegant feathered wings. But not before finally breaking the dam on my tears.

As I took off into the night, tears stained my cheeks as I thought about my time with Derek. He taught me so much, he taught me to laugh,smile, talk and be human again. He taught me what it felt like to be safe, to feel comfort and to be cared about. But the best thing Derek taught me was...how to feel again. And the pain that now crushed my heart was proof of that.