Alphas's Obsession

12 Years Ago.

Zamsii ✓

"Zamsii?!" Mom called for the second time. " I won't have to tell you this again, take Jack inside and don't think about leaving the house again. "

" But mom, Jack's been quiet for the whole day. Can't we have fun just for a while? We won't take long, I promise. " I even had to do a promise sign but mom didn't listen.

" No fun, no play. Now inside, will you?! " She yelled.

" Come on, Jack, mother refuses to let us play. " I took him in my arms, sluggishly walking into the house.

I could hear what Aunty Camille was telling mother. " You shouldn't have yelled at her that way, she's still a kid. And besides, we are outside, so let her stay also. "

" You definitely don't know who Zamsii is. One second she's here and the next, she's gone. Who knows where she'll disappear if I let her stay? "

Aunty Camille laughed, " You're always funny when you say that. Well, you're right, but I still think you hurt her feelings. "

" I don't care, Camille, all I care about is her life. And I can't have anything take that from me. "

Then my feelings! Now look who's acting like a good momma here. Since I turned twelve, my mother has been this strict and overprotective to me.

I hate it when people try to protect me from my rights. I'm twelve, okay and I can take good care of myself and... Jack too.

But when will mom start seeing that in me?

I hate her so much, I just do and I don't care to know why. She's just f*cking annoying and I'm so tired to even look into her eyes.

That's why I so much prefer father to her. If he were there, he would have insisted that I play with Jack.

I looked at my poor puppy who was staring outside the window, jingling his small tail at both sides. " Look Jack, I've got an idea. It's crazy, but it's still the best. "

He looked like he even understood a thing from what I had just said. But despite that, I know he can't hear me.

" So, I decided that you and I will go play when everyone is asleep. " He made this tiny sound that looked like he was gonna cry. " I know, I know. It's risky, everyone says that. But, why don't we check it out? We probably don't know if they are lying or just too scared of anything. "

He looked at me. " And fortunately, it's full moon tonight, won't you love to see its beauty? Not in here, I mean, outside. " He swung his tail and I could tell that was a yes.

We patiently waited for night to fall. After dinner, I immediately left for my room. My eyes were outside, watching as everywhere instantly grew calm.

Midnight Clan is always beautiful when everyone has gone to their respective homes. I made sure Dad and Mom were in their room before I thought of sneaking out.

I always had this long robe with me which I used to slide out of the window each time I thought of sneaking out.

I held it tight, letting myself slide down until my legs were touching the ground. Thankfully, Jack decided to be quiet.

We ran far away from home, to somewhere no one could hear us. I dropped Jack to the ground, and we started playing and talking.

He seems so happy, just like I am. I think I just made his night great. Oh, what a smart brain.

Mother would actually be thinking I'm asleep by now. So silly of her to think I'm such a kid.

The night shined like day because the moon was so bright, it brightened up the path. " I told ya, you're gonna love this. "

Jack started barking. I don't know why, but he kept on barking. I tried to calm him down but he wouldn't stop.

I was getting terrified and scared at the same time. " Jack, what's wrong? " I asked, but he kept barking.

Thankfully, we aren't anywhere close to home and his voice is so thin to even reach five metres away. " Jack, you're scaring me. Tell me, what's going on? "

He almost left me when I held him tight. " Where do you think you're going to, huh? You're really freaking me out and you think of leaving without me? " I chuckled, patting him on his back. " You're really funny, Jack, and silly too. " He calmed down as I made sweet touches on him.

" Guess I won't have to take you out with me next time. " Again, he made that tiny sound like he was going to cry. " I can see you're more scared than I am. Come on, I guess we have to head back home. "

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Her tiny voice sounded like a speaker in his ears. She was near, and he wasn't far from her.

Someone had to disobey his rules? Someone so little and... Stubborn? No matter who it is, whether big or small, male or female, they must pay for disobedience.

He followed the sound of her voice, step after step he got closer and closer and closer. He watched her from in-between the grass as she rubbed her puppy.

And he hated the way her dog barked, it made him more annoyed than he already was. Well, she finally calmed the dog down. He knew he was ready to feed.

She shouldn't have left her home for any reason. Now that he was hungry, he must have his prey without looking back.

He gently walked behind her as she took Jack into her small tiny arms, heading home. Jack began barking again and he couldn't hide how annoyed he had become at her.

She turned back, scared at what she was staring at, she screamed, loud enough, but it couldn't reach the village. It pushed her so that she fell to the ground. Jack slipped out of her grip, running away.

She was left alone, staring at what looked like a nightmare... Her greatest fear.

She tried to cover her face with her hand when his canine teeth grabbed her left wrist. Feeling his sharp teeth piercing into her arm, she felt death on her door.

He pulled away, running into the woods. Her eyes felt dizzy and heavy, but she could manage it back home.

Jack never bothered her at the moment... Home did.

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Zamsii✓

The morning came quickly, and my head ached like hell. I stared around my room and I couldn't find Jack.

"Jack?!" I called, but I didn't hear any sign of him.

"Okay, dad, give me a second," I said... stepping out of bed. " Ouch! " I screamed at the pain in my wrist.

I was staring at my bruised wrist, teeth marks on it. " Yes, I'm fine. I just twisted my ankle. "

" Okay, but try to be watchful next time. "

" I will. "

It's face appeared to me, everything displaying in my head as if it were happening right now.

And how come no one heard me screaming? Was my voice too thin to travel a long distance?

Rule number one: I'm definitely not leaving the house at night anymore.

Now I see why everyone locks their doors as soon as the clock strikes seven. Now, I'm going to suffer this hell of pains alone.

I had a quick brush and a hot shower, rushed down for breakfast.

" What took you so long? " Mom asked and I shook my head. " What's this? " She shook her head like I did and I smiled.

" Nothing, mom. "

" What happened to your wrist? " Dad asked as he saw the white cloth I had tied around the bitten spot.

" Nothing, just thinking of doing something fashionable. "

Mom laughed, " What do you know about being fashioned? "

" Everything, mom, I just know a lot that you don't. "

" Wow, I'm impressed. "

" Thanks. " I took my spoon, staring at my food, but my mind was totally somewhere else for a moment.

What does it signify to be bitten by a wolf? Does that mean that I'm gonna die very soon?

My tiny brain is too weak to think, and very soon. Just very soon, I'll be getting insane.

We finished eating and I went back to my room. If Jack is gone, he's probably going to return any time from now.

I just hope he's safe out there.

I decided never to tell anyone about this. It's my little secret, and if I die, I know I'm gonna die for damn good.

I've been such a stubborn kid, I deserve anything that happens next.

The day slowly passed by and yet, I noticed no reactions in me. It was just as good as nothing happened.

Maybe I was overthinking the fact that I was going to die. And after two good times I thought about that, I'm still seeing myself alive and... Okay!

No high hopes yet, Zamsii. And likewise don't give up hope. You'll be fine, just believe it. I kept calming myself with those words.

But the real question is... Am I?

I mean, I'm freaking out here and my legs are dancing to no tune at all.

Why am I suddenly feeling strange? Am I really going to die soon?

Oh, no... I'm doomed.

I felt like telling someone. I desperately wanted to but I couldn't. First, not my mom and it's definitely not my dad either or... I'm doomed for good.

I wished the years would come and go successfully, whereby I would be like twenty-two years old and no one would have to question whatever I do.

You're overthinking, Zamsii, and you're probably going insane.

Days, weeks, months and now twelve fucking years have passed and I'm still breathing air!

I'm not dead! I'm not dead!

From my room I could hear mom and dad jubilate. I'm actually not in the mood to listen to any of that.

It's me sitting my ass on my bed and thinking of a way to clear this shit out of my head.

I looked at my bruised wrist, it's still the same as twelve years ago. The mark, it's fucking permanent.

Mom knocked on my door, " Zamsii, you need to hear this. " She said, I could still sense the joy in her voice.

I opened the door, and we both went downstairs. " You really won't believe this, " she began, " your uncle Sylvester has decided that you will live with him! "

I gasped, I was looking interested this time. " Really?! " I asked almost like a scream. " Uncle Sylvester really said that? "

" Yes he did, look... " She gave me the letter he had sent, " it's written here. Read it for yourself. "

I read every essay in the paper, it was honestly true. Uncle Sylvester requested that I should come over to America?! To live with him?!

Oh, my goodness!

" When did he want me to come? " I asked, anxiously.

" In two days' time, he wants you to stay with his kids. You know, he's really busy at work and so is his wife. " Mom looked at Dad, " don't you think she's too small for that? I mean, it's not like she's eighteen, she's fourteen. "

" Maybe he just wants me to play along with his children instead of wasting my years here. Or he can even decide on training me in school. What do you think? "

" Yeah, she's right. " Dad agreed.

" Why didn't I think about that? " Mom slapped her forehead. " Well, let's get you packing. But, what about your clothes? You really need new ones. "

" I'm fine mom, I can manage it. "

" No, Zamsii, I don't want those out there to see you as garbage. You know, I've heard a lot about them. They are insultive. I won't like it when someone insults my little daughter. " She held both my cheeks, rubbing her forehead against mine.

I giggled, " No one will, mom. Trust me. "

" I do, sweetheart. Mommy does trust you. "

That's it, how life was back then when I was little. And yet, the little secret had to go with me to America.

What about Jack? He might be dead. Who knows? Since that night, I haven't set my eyes on him.

Mom and dad asked me about him a million times but, I just don't know where the heck he went to.

I will miss him... A lot.

Two days later, Uncle Sylvester came to pick me up as promised.

And that... That was the last time I saw Midnight Clan.

But I've been sending letters to dad and mom, they both seem to be doing great. With uncle Sylvester sending new things to them, they're probably doing just great.

And the bruise. I'm keeping it a secret.

Life in New York City has been fun, especially when I have to play with my cousins almost everyday.

There was a lot of freedom over here. Uncle Sylvester and his wife had to go to work every morning, returning at night.

So, there's much I can do without anyone ordering my life. I'm so f*cking happy.

I've finally left home, but I'll admit, I miss it so much.

The sun has been so hot since morning and my head is almost burning like hell.

From the inside, I can feel its heat. The children were asleep and I was the only one awake.

I went to the poolside, and sat beside it. I watch a lot of children walk to school, even some that had to be driven by their parents or the school bus.

I'm fourteen and I should probably be in my second grade in high school.

Why do I feel like I'm left alone? Why do I still feel like I'm missing something in my life?

I waited for night to approach so I could talk to uncle Sylvester about putting me in one of the schools.

I never expected him to listen to me so easily. I was expecting him to yell or scold me but instead, he just said, " I was expecting you to ask me that since you came. "

Really? I mean, like seriously?

So if I hadn't asked, he'd think I was less interested in studying. Thank goodness for having a smart brain.

" And I forgot to ask, why do you always have that cloth tied on your wrist? " He asked. " You've been having it on since you came here? "

I touched my wrist, shook my head. " It's nothing. "

" Are you sure? "

" I uhmm... I had a bruise, it's permanent and... I wouldn't want anyone to insult or make fun of me because of it. "

" No one is making fun of you here. "

" I'm not talking about in here, I'm talking about outside. You know, especially now I'll be entering into a new school. "

" Can I take a look? "

I looked away. I didn't want to say no, but I made sure it was written on my face.

" Are your parents aware of this? " He asked and I shook my head.

" Are you scared I'm gonna tell them? " I shrug. " It's okay, it's our little secret now. "

I stretched out my arm and he slowly untied the fabric from my wrist. His eyes widened in surprise, " You got bitten? " I nodded. " Since when? "

" Twelve years ago. "

" What bit you? A dog? "

I shook, " No. " The memories ran in my head, displaying how everything went. " I got bitten by a wolf. "

" Is it big or small? "

" I don't know, big I guess. "

He sighed, nodding his head. " Okay. Like I said, I promise not to tell your parents or anyone about this. It's our little secret, okay? "

" Okay. " I said with a nod.

The days went by and I was finally admitted into school. It was very difficult to cope with the teachings, but I had to.

I'm under probability this session, and if I make it through successfully, I'll be promoted to the next class.

But if I fail, I'll have to repeat second grade or rather go to first grade, and I wouldn't want that.

I was beginning to love my classmates, it would be so shameful of me if I had to repeat and watch them go higher.

Even till now, I can't stop loving the reason why I left home for America.

Sylvester ✓

I haven't seen such a type of bruise before. It's two years now and she's still okay.

I had this belief that when someone gets bitten by an animal, it's either they get transformed by its blood in his or her veins or either... Die.

But she was just okay.

I opened my laptop, searching for any related effects of a wolf's bite. I saw things that are similar to my belief but... Why hasn't she become like them?

The question kept pondering in my head, that I almost forgot that dinner was ready.

My wife, Ranita, thinks it's something that has to do with my work, and it's just okay for her to think like that.

That mark means something, something I have to find out about.

And if my instincts are actually right about this, then I'm left with no option than to believe that this is fate.

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