New Identity

I waited for the rebuke when I brought out my mask and placed it on my face. But there was silence.

I opened my eyes that had been shut and peered at my new family. They were staring at me.

We had finished breakfast a few minutes ago, and the others had left for a meeting in the great hall, a continuation of last night, and probably the finalization of the engagement.

Not that I cared. But it was the same place Laura and Peter were going to, until they had seen me bring out my mask dramatically.

“What are you doing, Maya?” That was Peter, slow to comprehend my reason for this, as I could see that Laura and Diana had caught onto my reasons.

Their eyes were shrouded with anger and then pity; hopefully the anger was toward Adam and his brothers.

“Please call me Dora, Peter. That’s the new name. As you know, this is my pack. I'm sure of it. The surroundings are familiar. I don’t want them to know it is me, until I find out what had happened to me. So, until then, I would don a mask