Runaway Alpha

“What happened?” I asked her only to see the frightening look on her face as she looked at theeh of mine whose bandage are already loosened up completely.

The two kids tried to look and took a peek about what my mother saw but then my mother shouted loud enough so that they can stop from doing what they was about to do.

I somehow feel discomfort with my mother acting that way. She is not a person who will act like that, she is gentle and kind specially if it is around my two little siblings. Her, acting that way…

“Emma Rico please get out of this room for now I have to talk to your brother”

“Mother”

As much as they wanted to stay, they can’t possibly disobey mom.

“Allright now that they are gone”

I look at my mother who was locking the door she didn’t look back at me and sat in the same side on where I am sitting from a while ago. Removing the bandage is completely, it let me see the state of my feet. Even I feel surprised. Surely, if anyone can see this, they will sure be horrified by how it looks like

“Emrick… just what did you do today and why does your feet looks like this”

I can’t look back at my mother. “I am not sure” I say when Ilock my eyes on the sight of my feet

Well, I feel surprised about that since my limbs are feelings completely fine but then I never even understand why this is happening to mem

“I make a jumping jacks and walk but mom, it feels just just so normal. I don’t feel any pain coming from alive and I never even think that it would be like that”

If anyone can hear my words they wiill surely be surprised by it because I never speak in a startled way. All my words are messy as I can’t speak properly.

If one will look at my feet it was completely laying straight but then at the the bottom part of my knee down to the hilt of my toes there is a huge scar scar who’s having a very strange pattern on it

Yesterday it wasn’t like that since I saw it with my own two eyes and it was just so normal. But then that scar is not any normal scar if you look closely at it you can see how the flesh from the inside of my feet and limbs are completely showing themselves.

Only the strange pattern that is written all over my scar are the only one hiding the fresh limbs and meet of my feet.

Truly hideous. I also do feel better… I tried to touch it but then I again feel the very same sensation I feel when I was battling and it isn’t comfortable.

I can say that I am not feeling comfortable with me touching my feet when I remove my hands from holding it the feeling seems so fine but then as I try to touch it again the pain began to appear

“Mom what is this…?”

I ask my mother who also looks so shocked about what she saw this kind of thing never happened even in the books of the library

Yes it seems like I’ve been talking about the library for a long while but then that library is no simple library. Even if our village is quite small, that library is so big that it have many books. Things about wolves, things about ordinary situations, things about the information you can gather all around this village, things about the history, things about the patterns of the ruins, things about planting and separating plantsz things about how to fight and many lot more

It goes my eyes to remember whether there are such a injury nor curse that describe the same thing as what my feet have but then I can’t find anything from my memory it was as if the answer I am asking for never really came from a mine from the books I have read

I can hear how my mother called as she analyzed the weird pattern of the scar as well as the things written on it

“It is strange way of writing, I can’t fully read it”

My mother doesn’t know it. Don’t get me wrong, she is not like any simple person since she is intelligent and is capable of many things. I know she knows a lot of things about curses and injuries but then the fact that she has no idea about what has happened in my body… I somehow feel down about it

“What should we do? should we tell father?”

My mother nodded her head as she agreed to what I said

“But I feel like this thing won’t be just known by your father… I am sure that the elders will also look into it ”

I feel like something is not right. The only things that I know is that it won’t go in a good way if it continued like this

Even when I was sorry that I never have the heart on respecting the elders to an extent because for me, they’re the reason why I am being cast away by other wolves. That is since I am part of the prophecy but still even if I know that those things won’t surely happen, even though they don’t say that I am part of the prophecy I can’t help but push all those bad things to solely to them. I am grateful that I am part of this family and I am grateful that my father is someone like him. I do admire him and respect him but

I let out the deep side and say look at my feet again

“I wonder why this thing happened to me…”

Somehow, i feel like it is related to the thing that mis about the incident happened. About the snake like perso. Even so, he never bite me and he just crushed my feet and never touched anything strange. It is strange… I stopped as I remember how that strange man, I mean the old vendor of beverage has had the latest appeared got up in my mind

Is he somehow related to what is happening to me? maybe I should find him

“mom”

I called my mother’s attention and she didn’t look at me. Should I tell her? I know that my mom is famous and she knew almost everyone in our village maybe she also saw that man

“I want to ask if you perhaps know this person… he have a appearance like this wearing something that’s so shiny I mean wearing something so simple and his teeth are all complete his face are rare round and not sharp… piece of his eyes are friendly but his eyebrows are not that thick”

Closing my eyes to recall the portrait of that very same person and then I continue to explain it to my motherAll content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“He have very good face and pointed nose and his eyes are in a color that is very similar to light green and his hair are long but not that long”

I don’t look at the face of my mother but then her face turns a little pale