My mouth opened, but no words came out. I still wasn't sure what to say to these people. Were they even people? The memory of the Husky suddenly becoming Adrien was still very fresh in my mind. My mouth shut and I nodded again, opting to sip on the coffee that had also conveniently been poured.

"Now that we're all here, we've got a few things to address," Zephira spoke and everyone turned to look at her. Her voice was commanding, authoritative and absolutely spellbinding. I couldn't look away if I tried.

"First things first, Kristal has no memories of who she was before this morning. Which means whoever turned her," her eyes glanced towards Adrien for the briefest of moments before going back to addressing the room, "Did it without her consent."

Everyone seemed taken aback by that, eyes turning towards me in disbelief. I felt like a freakshow, something to be gawked at. It wasn't my fault that I couldn't remember who I was, Zephira's words confirmed it. Who was responsible? The look made me think it might have been Adrien but without proof...

"Second thing, this means she will require someone to look out for her. Show her the ropes, teach her what all of this," She motioned towards the barn we were in, "means and what she is. Normally it'd be up to me to do it as the Alpha, but with the Convention coming up I won't be able to."

"I can do it," Adrien piped up, and several eyes turned towards him. Otto's grimace made me think it wasn't a good idea for Adrien to be showing interest. What did he know? After this, I'd have to try to do some investigating, about what had happened to me, and about my lack of memories.

"No you will not," Zephira's tone made it very clear that he would not be questioning her on this, and the look they shared made me realize things might be more complicated between these two than I thought.

"Why not have Val do it? He's been around just as long as Adrien and knows just as much." Honey interjected with a gentle voice that cut through the tensions between Adrien and Zephira.

"If it's what Zephira wants." Val didn't sound very enthused about it, which made me nervous. I wondered how much of my unease was evident. Zephira nodded, the unsaid approval resonated. Adrien slumped and Val looked... disappointed.

"Now that that's taken care of, the last thing is while I'm away Otto will be in charge. The timing of this convention is... annoying, all things considered... but all Alpha's must answer the call." She sighed and shrugged as she picked at her own food.

"Don't I get a say in any of this?" There was a fury in my voice, the trembling of it vibrating with an underlying frustration. I didn't understand any of what was happening and it all seemed to hit me at once. Alpha? Pack? What did any of this have to do with me? Why didn't I have any memories? What did she mean I was turned without my consent? Everything was so overwhelming and tears of frustration started to float down my cheeks before I could stop them.

"I don't know any of you, and now you're saying I'm a part of your pack? That I'm one of you? I can't... I can't even remember who I am, now you're saying it's a what not a who? This is too much... I can't..." My words felt caught in my throat, as a strangled sob replaced anything I might have said. I felt powerless, weak. It was a disgusting feeling. Someone's hand started to rub my back as heavy silence filled the room.

"Tell you what, let's get you showered and dressed in something that'll fit you and I'll explain everything I can... okay?" Honey's voice sounded so soothing and kind. I didn't know who to trust but she seemed like a good choice. I gave a defeated nod through the tears before letting her help me up. She guided me to the bathroom with the most sympathetic look on her face.

"I'll bring you some clothes in a bit, okay? I know all of this is... overwhelming. We can explain things better once you've calmed down." she said before leaving me there. I shut the door and... oh, there was no lock. Frowning, I thought it strange for a bathroom not to have a lock.

I moved to the shower, turning the water as hot as I thought I could stand. I caught my reflection in the mirror and didn't recognize the person staring back at me. My face wasn't sharp like Zephira's, my eyes weren't as cold as Lacey's, I wasn't as fit as Honey or as tan as Cora. My hair was a wavy mess of chestnut brown and blonde highlights, nowhere near as curly as Max's or Val's. Was this really me? It had to be... but all I saw was a scared stranger with eyes the colour if mint leaves staring back. I looked away from myself and stripped from whoever's clothes I'd had on.

Stepping into the shower I let the warm water take over my senses. It was soothing, almost cathartic. Looking down I noticed something I didn't think had been there before, but how could I know?

It looked like a scar, something new, something still tender, in the shape of a paw print.