Fang
Chapter 26: Age / Shape . . . does it really matter?

After our discussion on age I don’t delay in going to see Ian. In fact I suggest it the moment Jane comes home again. We leave early the next morning and Uncle Ian is as always glad to see us.

Jane doesn’t give him much in the way of a greeting instead she immediately launches into a detailed report of my progress under her teaching. Just like a new wolf mother she bristles with pride, my every accomplishment felt as pride for a job well done by her.

“I’m not surprised.” Ian say’s when she is done. “Between your teachings, Jessie’s photographic memory and every mother and even some of the males and children in the pack bombarding him with children poem’s, rhymes and general anecdotes for the past two weeks. I’m actually amazed at how well he is coping with it all.

“What?” Jane blurts shocked.

“If you let down that shield of yours you might be pleasantly surprised Jane.” Ian smiles. “I don’t think anyone in the pack is as finely tuned into every pack thought as our dear Jessie here.”

My cheeks burn and I do one of the human things I don’t actually have any control over. Blushing ugh how lame. I don’t know if my body is responding to the hurt look Jane is giving me or the pride on Ian’s face.

“Age. Uncle Ian we came here to ask you about my age.” I try to change the subject quickly hoping Jane wouldn’t take off just yet.

I keep most of my own thoughts shielded tightly but Ian is right I cant help listening to the Werewolf pack. I don’t think Jane understands how lonely I would feel without them in the background. I am just not a self-contained lone wolf as she seems or rather tries so hard to be.

“Hmmm. That is a very good question Jessie.” Ian answers out loud. “I don’t think I can really try to answer without taking your uniqueness into account.” He warns in my mind.

Suddenly I want Jane to know about me, about my secret. Keeping this secret is a constant weight on my every move my every decision especially living as close to her as I am at the moment. I want to know how she will react. What she will think of me. The last week I have constantly been dreading her reaction if I shifted into anything but human or wolf.

I want to ask Jane to give us a minute alone but she will probably not like that so instead I try to tell Ian how I feel without saying too much.