FIVE YEARS LATER.
I should have known something was wrong when I birthed Kai at six months. The clinic claimed that was supposed to be a premature birth, but Kai came out fully grown, and very healthy. I should have known something was wrong when his eyes appeared red at first, before later changing to grey like his father’s. Or when he started walking at six months, or when he could talk before clocking one year. Or when he could fully read at age two.
But I convinced myself he was just a genius. The doctors at the hospital always called him that, so I never felt like I was delusional.
However, I began to worry when the unusualness started.
Kai was always too rough, too strong, too fast… he was always labeled as ‘too much’ everywhere. But I knew Kai never meant to handle objects, pets or his friends without care. He was the most thoughtful and careful kid I’ve ever come across. But somehow, he was always breaking everything, and unknowingly hurting people. It was like he had too much energy behind his palms and always released them before realizing.
I ended up taking him to a hospital, and the doctor we met there took one look at my son and told me the most outrageous news ever.
That my son…. was a werewolf.
Of course, I hadn’t believed her. I took him to other hospitals and they placed him under a bunch of treatments, which didn’t work. Instead, he got worse. His temper shortened, he got angry fast, and his rage was harder to control. He also found it hard to fall asleep. At some point, his eyes began to randomly change color, but I still assured myself that I was seeing things. It was until he unexpectedly grew fangs overnight, real sharp fangs, that I ran back to that first hospital.
Of course, she told me the exact thing she did before. that my son was a werewolf and a ‘S class’ alpha who is presenting way earlier than usual, and that he also urgently needs his father during this phase.
I could still vividly remember her exact words. “Your son is suffering, because he hasn’t gotten any scent or skinship from his father, who’s undoubtedly a fellow wolf, a very powerful one at that. Truly, I thought all S ranked alphas are completely wiped off the earth. This lack of bond with a fellow wolf is making his wolf crash out, and in no time, his wolf would turn feral… so, you need to act fast.”
Which is why right now, I was traveling back to the exact place I fled from five years ago. This time, with my son in tow.
I knew that I should still be in hiding, and that this was very dangerous because Gregg and Zoren undoubtedly believe that I was aware of my mother’s theft plan. They could kill me on seeing me again, especially now that I know that they were never ordinary humans but are actually werewolves. But I didn’t care about any of that. My son is in danger, and I’ll get him the help that he needs, or die knowing that I tried.
“Look, mommy. They look like they’re having fun.” Kai’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I glanced over at him.
He was pouting at a group of giggling kids huddled together across us on the bus we were presently riding, clearly interested in joining them, but at this point, after getting traumatized from the last kid he hurt by mistakenly making him fall off a flight of stairs, which resulted in the kid losing a couple of teeth along with a broken arm.
I knew better than to ask if he’d like to join them, because that would just make him sadder since I knew he’d refuse. He has vowed to never play with any kid anymore after the last kid he played with got seriously hurt, pronouncing himself as ‘cursed’ right after he uttered those words.
I leaned closer to him and wrapped my hands around him, silently hoping that we’d end up finding his father on arriving at that same mansion where my sisters and I spent a month there with Zoren before my mother returned and ruined everything. I believe that after we meet Zoren, if he doesn’t instantly kill me, Kai would be able to get the help he needs.
Kai sighed and leaned into me and my heart clenched tightly.
Countless times at different nights, he had come to me, vulnerable and unsure, asking me if he was a monster and why he wasn’t ‘normal’ like other kids. We’ve had to switch towns and schools a handful of times because of the amount of times he has unknowingly hurt his classmates, and sometimes, kids way older than him. In those past towns we moved from, most kids used to refer to him as a freak and a monster while completely avoiding and isolating him, to my utter dismay, especially in the schools. And each time, that question always made me shed tears while hugging him tightly, because I always wished I could help him, but all I could do was to assure him that he wasn’t a monster and that he was perfect.
And he really was perfect to me. I loved Kai and would do anything for him, which involves doing anything to make him happy. Which is why even though this trip is dangerous, I didn’t regret it one bit. We were presently on a bus which would stop at the bus stop which was a trekkable distance to the mansion which I still hope Zoren would still be living in. Because if they’ve moved from here, I have nowhere else to look for him.
“If this isn’t the runaway little thief.”
I flinched at those chilling words, and that seemed to jolt Kai out of his own sleep, because he slowly sat up and slowly blinked up at me.
“Mommy?” He whispered, and I quickly wrapped my arms around him, just as his eyes darted around and focused on Zoren.
“Mommy, who is that?” Kai, curious as ever, asked, but my eyes were fixed on Zoren who seemed to be frozen from shock at the sight of Kai, his eyes wide and his mouth opened.
Kai looked exactly like him, from the facial features to the eyes, hair and everything.
“Whose child is this?” He suddenly barked, and for some reason, my arms tightened protectively around Kai.
“You know whose child this is, Zoren.” I finally whispered.
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