Perfectly Imperfect

Chapter Fifteen - If You Must

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I deliberated his plea for a while, tell him to screw himself I urged myself to say. Turn around and leave him in the dust, my body pleaded. But I couldn't, I was overcome with the need to hear him justify his actions and I hated myself for it. I said nothing, allowing him to take it as a signal for him to proceed.

"Just bear with me a second. We've had people researching night and day to try find out the meaning behind your blind-eyes. Most supernaturals have eyes that at least reflect brightly in direct light, magical supernaturals especially have eyes that change noti- okay, wait I'm getting off track.

Short story is; we needed you home desperately, I needed you home desperately. I had an inkling that you were my mate and I was correct, but there are complex reasons beyond that in the desperation to get you home. Without instilling urgency in you, you wouldn't have rushed here, even with pressure from your parents. Then there was the issue with appearing to you in human form before the mate bond had a chance to connect because it could have short-circuited your brain and left you braindead. Like, if you had accidentally seen me across the street or something.

The wolf allowed me a guise that you wouldn't recognise as strongly. You saw my wolf for maybe 10 minutes, most. You saw my human form for three days. It wasn't ideal but it had to be done." He took a deep breath when he finished.

I had to say his reason for scaring the living shit out of me was fairly compelling, my mind was still stuck on the prospect of me potentially being a supernatural. I didn't say anything in response to his rant, entirely unsure on what my next move was.

Logically, I needed these people to help me discover what I was and what I could do, otherwise who knew what I may end up encountering at a later date. However, and I was willing to admit this, I had a stubborn streak that wanted to punish him for scaring me as he did, I wanted to walk away from him knowing that it would harm him, even if I didn't yet fully understand why.

 I knew that was my petty side talking, the side that had been convinced I had been through hell enough to never be scared again, the side that was sure I was strong and proud and unshakable. And yet, yesterday had left me unspeakably shook, back to being that scared little girl.

I stared at him for a little longer before giving a sharp nod, "Did you know what my eyes meant then? After all?"
He stared back for a moment before giving a hesitant nod, "Uhm, kind of. We know what you are but not necessarily what you can do."
The wind was still tearing at my clothes and I became eager to return to the warm house I had just escaped from, but at least it seemed to have settled somewhat. 

"Okay... what am I? And how do we go about finding out 'what I can do'?" I asked, unsure if I actually believed I was supernatural.
"I mean, we're best getting back to Mauhreen she can probably explain it better, but... You're handling this news remarkably well."
I shrugged one shoulder, "Outwardly, maybe. But I just found out that there are people in the world that can actually change their body into a wolf so I'm not sure if I'll ever be surprised ever again. And besides, I'm not sure if I truly believe you that I'm different, so I suppose we'll just wait and see."

He smiled, "You're most definitely different, Luci. You're special to us all. Come on, lets get back inside before you catch a cold."
I glanced at him as we began walking back, "That's a myth you know, you don't catch a cold by being cold."
"No, but your immune system is lowered when you are cold which makes you more susceptible to catching one," He looked smug.
I scowled. I always had an answer for everything but he always seemed to one up me, "So what I'm hearing is you're scared you're going to get a cold and so you want to rush back inside, pretending that it's for my benefit?"

He laughed loudly, the sound pure and happy, "Sweetheart, werewolves don't get petty human illnesses, we are superior after all," he joked.
"Superior? I can't say I've ever gotten fleas or had to lick my own asshole."
He looked mildly offended, "We're the moon's children, we're graceful and beautiful. What kind of monsters do you take us for?"
I raised an eyebrow, thinking its pretty self-explanatory why I found 5.5-foot wolves with canines the length of my arm monstrous, but I wasn't about to state the obvious. 

I merely shook my head and continued walking into the house. There was a brief flare of awkwardness when I entered and had all the eyes of the previous audience drawn to me. They hadn't moved a muscle, almost as if they had expected my return. It hurt my pride a little that they didn't trust me to continue storming on. I also felt the need to clarify that I still didn't forgive him but I thought it may seem slightly childish to do so.

"So, I hear you've been keeping something else from me?" I looked straight at Mauhreen.

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Mauhreen's POV
Just after she wiped Luci's mind

I carefully retracted the magical essence from around the frail child's mind. She lay crumpled in a graceless heap but her face spoke of peace, at last. She was currently no longer plagued by the horrible things she had experienced.

But I was.

I glanced at the Alpha and his son momentarily before moving my gaze to my mate, drawing in on the support and the reassurance his mere presence provided. The Alpha's son was notably distraught, my mind was already whizzing and making connections that I wouldn't speak out loud. The problem with being a witch is that you fought every moment and overthought every action to ensure that you didn't accidentally disrupt the balance of the earth. Didn't change the course of fate because of your words.

I glanced back down at the poor sight below me, "It's done, she won't remember a thing."
The Alpha nodded, "Thank you Mauhreen, we owe you for this we know it's not the normal way of de-"
"You're going to release her into my custody."
His mouth hung agape, "I'm sorry?"

"I'll adopt her, send off for the documents to be prepared immediately, please," I often walked the balance between respect and demanding it, giving but ensuring they had no choice but to return it also.
"But Mauhreen, the point of this was to ensure she still had a chance at a normal life, if she's still around supernatural essences then this was a waste of time," His voice told me many things, firstly that he meant no disrespect, he was just largely confused.

"Trust me dear friend. I have not been wrong yet," and I knew I wasn't now.

I thought about when I had firmly attached my magik to her neurons, when I was witnessing every passing moment of her hellish experience. When I felt the magical pull of her own energy. It was something raw and unlike anything I had ever come across before in my life. I also saw the nightmares that she had often experienced.

There was some supernatural essence in this young girl that I had to stick around to cultivate, to watch. Unleashing supernatural powers into the general public was nothing short of a disaster, even more so when I was confident in the fact that she didn't know. There was no reason she would know, her family tree spoke nothing of this kind of magik, there was not even a glimpse of supernatural in any of them.

There was much research to be done, where had her power come from. It does not just appear in people, had she somehow been exposed to it during her time there? My sight had been limited to what she had heard, seen and felt. If anything had happened whilst she was unconscious then I too would not have seen it. It was a poor theory anyway, nobody had ever seen anything even remotely akin to creating supernaturals in any of our histories. 

I stared down at the unfortunate soul, knowing that her real troubles hadn't even begun.