His Blue Moon Princess
His Sunshine Baby Chapter 33

I wait for more, trembling so much I can barely breathe, but the recording ends. Danny is staring at me with worried eyes. "Babe, are you ok?"

But I'm... speechless. What the hell was that? Reagan said so many shocking things that I feel like I was just blown away by a bomb. I finally replace my voice back only to urge Danny to play it again. This time, I take the phone to hold it close while he gets up and makes us some coffee. He probably listened to it several times too.

When the recording ends to the second time, I stay stunned, my mind overwhelmed with so many thoughts. I don't even know where to start! Danny comes back to sit next to me, carrying two large cups of coffee.

"I called Levi right away last night. Apparently, they heard him, and he couldn't learn anything more..."

"Danny, all this is..."

"I know, babe, it's a lot."

"Reagan knows my birth mother!"

This is what I'm the most surprised with. Reagan knew, she knew all this time who my mother was, and she never said a word about it! Why couldn't she tell me the slightest thing about my real mother? I stand up. I need to talk to her! But before I can take a step, Daniel grabs my wrist and pulls me back on the couch.

"Hold your horses, babe. I know what you're thinking, but that stubborn old hag won't say a word. Even Clark can't win an argument against her!"

"She has to! Danny, now I know that..."

"Now you know more than you're supposed to, babe. Elena, think about it. Reagan never ever agreed to tell you a word about your origins. If you go there and blurt out that you know a bit more, how do you think she will react? She will kick you a*s, and she still won't say a word!"

Damn, Daniel is right... Worst scenario, Reagan might even leave Silver City for several months again. Once my mentor disappears, there is no guarantee that she will ever come back. And that would only lower my chances to know the truth...

"I know what she said about your birth mother is big news, but did you listen to the rest?"

"Yeah, she said I had survived something..."

"I think she was talking about your family, or maybe even your whole pack. More importantly, Elena, whatever killed them, might come after you. It's serious, babe. For Reagan to be this worried..."

Daniel looks very worried, but I am not. I don't feel like any of this is real. But the whole thing about surviving whatever it is, is nothing compared to the thought of learning the slightest something about my birth mother. Reagan said she was dying... With me in her arms. Why can't I remember any of it? How old was I really? Reagan always said she found me when I was very young, but could she have lied about that too? Why?

"You know, I always felt there was something odd about my memories. I can't remember anything before my fifth birthday."

"Most people don't remember their earlier years..."

"But you remember your mom being pregnant with the twins. Or when Levi broke his arm. And you were only two or three years old, Danny. I don't remember anything at all, not the slightest memory."

He nods with a sigh.

"I know... I don't see how Reagan could be responsible for you losing your memories, however. Maybe you have some sort of trauma or something."

I wish I knew. But it's a black hole whenever I try to remember before my fifth birthday with my adoptive parents. I finally grab that cup of coffee and let out a deep sigh.

"I'm just so tired of all those mysteries, Danny. Even if Reagan is trying to protect me from who knows what, this is just... A whole mess in my head."

"I understand babe. But I don't think there's nothing more we can do for now... Do you wanna search the forest again?"

I shake my head. I already know it's no use, though I appreciate Danny's efforts to comfort me. We searched that forest a thousand times already, and I feel the answer isn't there anyway. Daniel gets up again to put some music on and prepare a brunch, but I stay there thinking.

What about that other child she mentioned? Is she from my pack too? Why couldn't Reagan tell about her situation? And what would have caused my family to die... Something that attacked them, and might come after me even today. What sort of threat could that be? Werewolves have so many enemies. Vampires, witches, even humans. Even another pack of werewolves could have been involved. If only Reagan finally talked... How is not saying anything protected me? From her conversation with Clark, it even seemed she was against me taking the position of Alpha. Why is she so insistent on concealing my existence? Is there really such a threat that I could be hunted all the way here? Is that why she trained me since I was young?

While I'm lost in my thoughts, my phone suddenly vibrates. A text from Nate.

Elena, sorry about this morning. I didn't mean to upset you. You can stay over if you want, but I won't force you.

I can't help but smile. As understanding as ever... He never forces me into anything anyway. I think long and deep before answering.

It's ok. Sorry, I lost my cool too.

Any plans tonight?

I could use a change of scenery.

I'll be at this address form 6pm on. Meet me whenever you want.

It's a location I don't know, on the outskirts of their territory. He sometimes surprises me like this, and it's nice. I already feel a lot better know ing that I'll see Nate later.

Danny brings two vegetarian omelets with potatoes and a new serving of coffee.

"Where is Bobo, by the way?" I ask when he sits down.

"He left. I told him I needed a private talk with my favorite girl, and anyway, he's busy with his pack these days, he can't stay that long."

"Something going on?"

Daniel grabs the tv remote and nods.

"More or less. They are still looking for that girl, remember? The one your man asked Clark about?"

"He is not my man," I reply automatically with an annoyed growl.

"Anyway, it seems like they are still actively looking for whoever she is. The King is crazy obsessed about that these days. They have been visiting more packs."

Nathaniel didn't mention anything... He never talks to me about his brothers, either. But I know when he has to leave abruptly, sometimes, because of one of them. The younger one seems to be a runaway kid, going off the map from time to time. The King, however, seems to have another kind of problem. I never see Nate as worried as when he has to go back to see his older brother. He never tells me why, though.

Daniel puts on some tv show he's been watching, but I'm not much into it. Instead, I grab some of my study books to get back on track before I resume classes in a couple of weeks. It's not thrilling, but I just want to stop thinking about those other annoying matters. The mystery around my birth, my a*****e ex-boyfriend, and my relationship with Nate... Each and every one of these matters is giving me a headache...

Cold stone and people screaming. A warm embrace is protecting me, and someone is whispering a prayer. I'm so cold... I want to cry, but somebody's rocking my tiny body, trying to keep me quiet. A warm man's voice says everything will be alright, he will protect us. He loves us. A woman weeps quietly next to my ear. She doesn't want him to go, but there is no choice.

We are left alone. It's suddenly quiet and terrifying. I'm so scared, I'm shaking. A cold voice is talking, but they can't replace us. The gentle voice is whispering again. They don't know our secret, it will keep us safe. ...A violent light comes in!

"Elena! Elena, babe! Wake up, babe!"

I finally open my eyes, out of breath. I'm trembling all over, and it takes me a few seconds to recognize Daniel, holding my wrists with panicked eyes.

"Are you ok, babe? Moon Goddess, you scared me!"

"Da... Danny? What happened?"

"I don't know, I think you were panicking... You kept crying and shivering. Did you have a nightmare?"

A nightmare? Now that he says it... Something vague is floating in my mind, but I can't remember exactly. What was that about? That dream felt so familiar... And I'm feeling terribly cold and lonely. I grab the blanket laying at one end of the couch and wrap myself in it, under Danny's stupefied eyes.

"You're cold?" He asks.

He puts a hand on my forehead to check my temperature, frowning.

"How rare... You're never cold, usually? Do you want me to get you some medicine?"

"No, nevermind Danny. I'm feeling sluggish. My period might be coming, that's probably the reason. You know I always get unwell before that."

"What?"

He gets up to check on our calendar hanging in the kitchen, checking. But it's no use, my periods are so irregular and unpredictable, any attempt at tracking it as been useless so far. Daniel comes back, looking contraried.

"It's been a while... s**t, and I'll be away on that seminar for five days from tomorrow on too!"

"Seriously, Danny, it's ok. I'll just wait for it to pass."

I grab my phone and text Nate that I can't come that night. I don't give him any details, just saying something came up. As usual, he doesn't ask for any more explanation. Daniel, however, is watching me with blue eyes filled with worry. "I don't want to leave you alone when you are like that...

"Danny, I'm going to be fine, stop being such a worry heart. You have been waiting for this seminar for weeks, too. Don't worry, I'll just text Eric to ask him to take over the training for now and stay home until I'm better."

That doesn't take off that bothered look from his face. I know why he's so concerned about me, but I shake my head.

"Danny, I..."

"You should see someone, Elena. To get checked."

"Daniel, stop it. I'm over what happened back then, ok?"

"Then why are you so afraid to check if you can still have children or not?"

I glare at him.

"We are not talking about it, Danny. I don't want kids anyway."

He sighs.

"Alright... Sorry, babe. I... I'll go check what we have in the Pharmacy, ok?"

Daniel leaves the room, and a heavy silence falls. I'm so tired... Is it because of the rain or my nightmare? I'm feeling so gloomy all of a sudden. I'm almost regretting canceling on Nate tonight.

I close my eyes, trying to chase the darkness away.

I'm sorry, Angel, but I don't want to think about you now, it's still too painful...