Page 22 of Blinded
It was late afternoon, and the place was busy. I smelled dinner along with a mix of alcohol and other drinks being served. The sound of the TV and pool balls filled the air along with the chatter of the shifters around us. I wondered how many were staring at me and what they'd been told about my attack.
"Hungry?" Bayne asked.
"Starving."
"Think you can handle eating with people or would you rather we grab it and go back to our room?"
I was glad he gave me the choice, but as much as I hated the idea of eating with people, I needed to get used to it. If this was going to be my new pack, then they would have to watch me struggle for a while and understand that this was all new to me.
Slowly, things were getting easier to deal with. I didn't want to run off and kill myself as much. There was still a sense of helplessness, but having Bayne helped to ease that, give me a sense of security that I could handle whatever was going to happen. "I'll try out here."
"Okay, I see Kurt and Josh already in the kitchen. We can join them." Bayne stepped close, hooking his arm through mine as he started to move us to the kitchen.
Trying to ignore the scents and sounds around me, I gave my trust to Bayne. This was my life now, and no matter what happened, I needed him. This wasn't going to be easy, but it was now what was going to be.
