Chapter 4

TJ’s POV

A few moments passed, he hadn’t said anything else, he just met my stare. I had most definitely seen those eyes before but why did it make me feel this way, why could I not place it and most importantly why is he here with me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m pretty sure anyone would love to wake up to him yet the longer I stared at him, more questions swirled in my mind and a part of me wasn’t happy but I didn’t know why.

“What’s my name?” I blurted the words out before I had time to think and giving in to the fact I knew nothing. A quizzical look formed on his face and I think my face must have had the same expression because he erupted with laughter, only stopping when he realised my expression hadn’t changed nor had I said anymore. He looked at me furrowing his brow.

“You don’t know your name?” he questioned, raising an eyebrow.

I looked around the room before returning my gaze to meet his and slowly shook my head a single tear rolled down my cheek. Once again he looked me up and down “Your name is TJ” he stated as if it was supposed to be obvious to me. He reached out a hand, cupping my face. His hands were massive, and gently wiped the tear away with his thumb.

“Please do not cry” he murmured

I pointed to myself “TJ” I stuttered, making sure I had heard him right and he nodded with a small smile on his face, just then a man in a white coat walked in.

“Alpha Erik” he bowed his head towards Erik and then turned his focus to me “TJ, how are you feeling?”

Before I answered I looked at the familiar man “Erik?” I asked cautiously.

Erik smiled, showing dazzling white teeth, “Yes” he replied, he then looked at the man in the white coat “She couldn’t remember her name, is that normal?”

The man in the white coat replied, “It can be perfectly normal after a head trauma”

“What do you mean, can be?”.

My confusion turned to annoyance, I was right there in the room yet all he could do was speak to this Erik, who I didn’t even know. The man in the white coat brought his attention back to me, as if he had heard me. Wait, can he hear me? Is that what we can do. Whilst these thoughts were filling my head, they had both left the room. What had I missed, “Damn it TJ, pay more attention” I muttered quietly to myself. I could see them talking through the window, trying really hard to hear what they were saying I only managed to pick up the odd words, whatever it was I could feel anger rising through me, I am right here, why would they not talk to me.

A few minutes must have passed before this ‘Alpha Erik’ walked back into the room closely followed by the man from before. The white coat man shined a torch into my eyes and began firing loads of questions at me like how old I was, what year it was, where I was, when I was born but I didn’t know the answers to any of it. Erik sat on the same chair not saying a word but every time I glanced in his direction he was looking more and more puzzled sometimes even angry.  

Once again they both left me alone, annoyed with them I forced myself up into a sitting position in bed and swung my legs over, so they were dangling over the side of the bed and edged myself forward until I could feel the floor beneath my feet. I can do this I told myself, just as I went to push my body up, Erik walked in, “Don’t you dare!” he bellowed across the room.

His voice made me jump and I lost my balance before I even stood. He somehow caught me just before I hit the floor, I don’t understand how he moved as fast as he did, but I am glad he did. Erik placed me back on the bed carefully. I folded my arms across my chest, scowling at him.

“Are you deliberately trying to hurt yourself?” He stared at me, the blue in his eyes had darkened and were almost black.

I ignored his question “Why wont the man talk to me? Why is he talking to you?” I asked accusingly and folding my arms across my chest to show my annoyance. Erik shook his head, raising his face to the ceiling before looking back at me. You could clearly see he was trying to word his answer carefully, his lips clamped together in a thin line “Just spit it out” I stared at him, furious. His expression changed and you could see worry spreading across his face but his eyes began returning to the beautiful blue before.

“We thought it would be better coming from me” his voice strangely soothing.

“What would?”  the fury leaving my body as I felt the sense of calmness surrounding him.

“You have something called amnesia”. Erik sighed, looking straight into my eyes. He looked sad with a hint of annoyance but said no more. I didn’t really know how he wanted me to respond.

“Okay” I shrugged “and what does that mean for me?” I questioned, running my hands through my hair, and getting fingers caught in the tangles.

He sighed again “Its why you are unable to remember anything, who you are, what you are…” he trails off before adding “What we are”.