Though the pain disappeared as soon as Kiara was distracted by the girl, her breathing quickened. Her anxiety was through the roof as Vera just continued to talk, obviously expecting an answer. What was she supposed to say to this person? Her hands clenched into fists as she tried to calm herself down, but nothing was working. It was too much. She couldn’t just change who she was overnight. 

Her head shook in answer to every single one of Vera’s questions. No she wasn’t leaving, no she didn’t want to run, and no she definitely did not want to go pick out a room. So many things were happening, why would she want to do something like that? Kiara stared at the bench that this shifter was sitting on, but still didn’t move a muscle.

There was one statement though, that troubled her, even though it was something she’d told them all. Dakeyras [i]was[/i] her mate. He might not have been her true mate, and she had denied it, but to hear someone else say that he wasn’t… it was wrong, and she felt the need to defend it. If only she could get out the words, Kiara would tell this girl just what she felt about all of this, but she couldn’t. No words came, and her mouth opened just to produce air, as it always did.

Her breathing intensified even more as she failed yet again to say something that she was thinking. What was she doing here? How would she survive? Surely that was why Vera thought it necessary to follow her. To make sure she was cut out to live here. What Vera didn’t know, was that Kiara had no intention of leaving, she just had no idea how to interact with other people anymore. Well, she didn’t know how to react with other shifters. After several minutes, she finally managed to say, “He m-marked… me.” Her legs itched, as if they wanted to run. This was different though. She didn't want to run as a wolf. She wanted to run as a human, run as far as she could and scream.