5: Who are you?

Ansel locked eyes with me for a moment, I can see the fire rage in his eyes for just a second, and then he says "Yes Inamorata... I will behave... For now."

Ri'elle compleate's his scan and says "Okay, i think it will be safe for you to try and talk to your wolf, once the wolvesbane wears off. But if she answers you need to be clear, tell her she cannot try and shift until we lift the curse. But...Getting to know her might help with that. I sense that her consiousness is here, in you, but her part of your soul is trapped, cut off from the rest of you, blind." I nod in agrement as i yawn, causeing Doctor Paul to speak up "Okay everyone, Annie need's her rest now. I will send nurse Betty in with you dinner in a minute Annie." 

My friend's all file out, but my father pauses. My father has light brown hair and green eyes, like Micheal and Peter, in fact 80% of my pack has green eyes. He is strong, but i must admit he is starting to look as though he is past his prime. "Annie..." He says with a sigh "I love you, and I promise that the whole pack is behind you on this, we will fight for you. We, that is to say the Alpha and I, have already assigned 12 of our men to Ri'elle, the smartest werewolve we could find. They are going to help with the research, as well as security if Ri'elle need's to travel while looking into this. This is the pack's priority at the moment, by cursing you whoever did this attacked our pack, and that will not go unanswered. The pack will want answers, and they will want blood. We got you baby, don't worry." With that my father left. Leaving onlyt Me, doctor Paul, and Ansel in the room. 

Doctor Paul looks at Ansel expectently and says "Let's let her rest nor Mister Ansel." Ansel closed his eyes, and seemed to be fighting with himself about something. "No..." He said "I will stay here, with her. She can sleep... I will watch over her, i won't disturb her, you have my word." 

Doctor Paul nod's and leaves the room as Ansel turns to me and says "I am here for as long as you want me. If you send me away, i WILL go."

I don't say anything. i bring our joined hands up to my lips and kiss the knuckle of his middle finger. I lay back down on the hospital bed, making myself comfortable, never letting go of his hand. Then i whisper "Don'f go..." under my breath as i close my eyes and drift off to sleep. 

Nurse Betty brings my dinner about an hour later, the door bangs against the wall as she enters, waking me up. Ansel is still sitting next to me, holding my hand. I thank nurse Betty for my dinner, and sit up to eat, suddenly ravished. 

I lift the tray to find macaroni and cheese, green beans, mashed potatoes, a dinner roll, fried chicken tenders, and ranch dip. This is way more food than i can eat, so i adjust the top of the bed to support my back while i sit up, leaving the foot area flat. I cross my legs and throw my hair back into a bun. Then i turn to Ansel and say "Join me on the bed?"

He hesitates for a moment and then nods his head. Without speaking he rises from his chair and takes his place on the bed, with the tray between us. 

"Ansel, do you think its true..? Are we..?" I ask, keeping my eyes in the tray. 

"Can you really not feel it..?" He asks. He traces his index finger down the left side of my face before he continues. "Most people call them 'the sparks' but to me if feels more like a cross between that tingly feeling when your foot falls asleep and that wonderful, smooth, clean skin feeling you get after a much needed shower..." He explains. 

I know what the sparks are of course, a werewolf only feels them when touching their one true love, their Inamorato.. No one has ever been sure if I would be able to feel them or not, being of werewolf blood, but having no wolf. Now though, once the wolvesbane wears off i hope i can feel them. They say that the sparks feel different to you depending on your perception of your Inamorato. He said it feels clean... I wonder what that means about his perception of me. 

"Eat with me? We can talk, get to know each other a bit..?" I ask Ansel, still not looking him in the eye. 

"Sure darling, lets talk" He says, and i can hear the smile in his voice. "WHat would you like to know?"Now that we are alone, and both awake, his voice has taken on a silky smooth quality that simply made me melt. 

"Well... Tell me about yourself, you feel the connection, so you must not be human... but you don't smell like a wolf either.." I tell him. 

"I don't?" He asks, a look on his face that i can't read. "What do i smell like?" 

"You smell like... Lilac, honey, and ... Pine? I'm not really sure about that last one, but you definitly smell like the forest." i reply.

His lips twitch at that, and he says "I smell like that... only to you. Because I am yours, I smell like the things you love... Just as you smell unique to me."He tells me. It dawns on me that he must be right, but I never gave the Amore much thought before.

"What do i smell like to you?" I ask.

He took a deep, slow breath and then said "Cinnamon, freshly baked bread, and wood smoke."

I smile, and hand him a fork. We both eat, trying to think of questions to ask each other. Since i have not dated much, and never had a boyfriend, I am unsure how to go about getting ot know him, what are the most important things to ask? I went on a few dates when i was in high school. But that was just with guys from the pack, people I knew my whole life, and honestly it never went beyond the first date, usually because I told them that i was not interested in casual sex. I planned to wait until I was married. I guess according to pack law i am considered married now... That is how it works with the Amore. This thought leads me to my next question "What do you expect of me?" I ask him.

He gives me a long searching look before he answers "I do not expect anything from you. I know this is a strange situation for you. It is a lot of change in a short time. But I hope that you will allow me the time to get to know you, and for you to know me... Regardless of what happens, I AM yours, I will do everything in my power to free you from this curse and ensure that oyu are free to live your life as you see fit. Even if that does not include me. I know this is hard for you, although you are not human, for you the connection is largely the same as if you where human, therefore i will act accordingly." He tld me, with a look of hope flitting in and out on his face, like he is trying hard not to let his hopes get to high.

"Thank you, I appreciate your patience. I know it must be very hard for you as well. I want you to know that I have every intention of giving this... of giving us.. a chance. I do want this..." I tell him, and i find that I am being more honest with him then I intended. I can't help it, I do want this, the thought of letting him go, of him being with someone else makes my blood boil with rage.