My Most Precious Human

From that night, Ezra became my family, the only family I had. I was glad to have him. He not only taught me how to fight, but he also taught me how to cope with the situation I was in and how to act in the best possible way to survive. I learned to pretend that I cared about the teachings the nuns gave the children living at St. Anna's, and that started to work to my advantage. I was given more freedom and lesser labor. The price for that was to accept the tag I was given as the "demon's child healed by God's grace". My clothes were still worn-out and the food I was given disgusting, but I wasn't being watched as carefully as before and that gave me more time to practice with Ezra.

Ezra said that I had a talent for martial arts. Although my body was small, he found my agility unique. He taught me certain techniques to use my body wisely, and at the age of ten, I was able to take down a grown, medium-skilled human. At the same time, Ezra discovered that my fighting abilities weren't the only talent I possessed. I was a quick learner, and I was always the first to understand everything in my classes. It felt extremely easy, but there were no advanced classes at the orphanage's school, so I was getting bored each day. Luckily, Ezra provided me with all sorts of books so I could learn everything I liked. Thanks to him, my life became better, more careless. I could even say that it was the time when I was happy.

Thanks to Ezra's teachings about how to deal with people I came up with a plan to trick the nuns to let me study in a form of an individual curse. That was how I managed to graduate from St. Anna's High School in less than two years, and I even managed to plead out to leave the orphanage and live on my own while working part-time at the bakery shop. When I heard that Mother Superior gave me her approval I almost burst into tears of happiness. I knew that I would still be watched by someone from the pack, but it seemed like the days of my nightmare were finally ending. I couldn't be more wrong…

"I wonder why D'Apolito keeps you alive…" Ezra wondered aloud while helping me move into a shabby room, which was supposed to be my new place to live.

Ezra had never referred to my father as "Alpha". He lived among the pack, but he stayed loyal to my mother and despised Randall D'Apolito. He tried to live quietly so that his allegiance wouldn't be questioned, but I knew that he lived that way to be able to help me.

"Gee… thanks, Ezra. Such uplifting words on the first day of my new life? Should I welcome each day thanking my father for letting me live?" I frowned and clicked my tongue.

"Don't tell me you have never been curious. You are useless to the pack, and he wouldn't care if he found out that you are in fact a genius, so why he didn't kill you yet?" Ezra's cruel words carried dreadfully reasonable concerns.

"I always thought that it was because of my mother. After all, she used to be an Alpha of her own pack, so father has to take her opinion into account," I stated my argument, hesitantly glancing at Ezra's serious stare.

"He put you at the orphanage because she would openly stand against him if he killed her child, but that was when the pack was far less powerful than it is now. Now, there has to be some other reason…" A worried expression painted all over his face.

"I doubt that it would be safe for you to sneak within the pack and ask about the reasons that I'm alive. Besides, you are not exactly on good terms with those around my father." I sighed.

He chuckled, "You underestimate the old man. I still am one of the strongest warriors the Southern Wood Pack has

as of stupid concern. No matter how strong he was, he was no match to my father, the most bloodthirsty creature in the whole

has always been tested… Has anyone

memory of it, "My blood has been taken at least twice a week

sigh. That only made me more scared of what I

nervously tapped the table top with my fingertips,

much." He

any news from

that they found something valuable in your blood. I don't know what it is, but for some reason, they are waiting for you to come

his words. When I heard that I could leave the orphanage, I thought they had decided to let me live my own life, but they did it only because

are, I will not let them harm you." Ezra looked deep into my eyes, grabbing both of

of college life. I graduated from high school two years earlier, and I wanted to treasure my time studying every faculty I could at St. Anna's College. I didn't know what my father was planning for me, but

to study. After work, I had another training session and additional lessons from teachers that Ezra brought for me. My knowledge expanded far beyond what I could learn at St. Anna's, but I still had to keep up

He didn't use the fire escape

going on?" I muttered,

technically there is nothing that keeps you in this town. They will watch you closely until your birthday." He gritted his