I arrived in front of the Alpha’s mansion and halted.
Staring at the three-story mansion building in front of , I smirked. My bedroom was located on the second floor, and since I could see my balcony from where I stood, I levitated from the ground.
Flying was one of my awakened powers.
I flew over to my balcony and entered my room through the balcony’s door.
The door was locked, but I manipulated it with my manipulative power skills and it opened.
When I discovered that I had the power of manipulation, one thing ca to my mind.
This manipulative power skill is a destructive power. It is not sothing a child of light should have. But it’s sothing a child of destruction should have.
After I awakened my powers, I inford beta Damien and the elders about it.
Well, I told them that I had awakened three powers. But, that was a big fat lie. It was six powers that I had awakened.
Out of the six powers, three were powers befitting to be called the power of light. As for the other three powers that I also awakened, without doubt, I knew they were the power of destruction. I never want anyone to find out about them.
Only Elektra and I are allowed to know about them.
My powers of light... I can fly and I can also use magic. That is, any form of magic, as long as it is light magic. Lastly, I have combat skills. My combat skills ca with two long swords. The swords are far from ordinary. Their colours were a combination of red and black.
As for the remaining three powers that I believe are the powers of destruction...
I can use the power of manipulation. I can also use black magic. I found out about the black magic when I unintentionally made a healthy plant die. Lastly, I have firepower.
I stood at the center of my bedroom. "Co out, eggs. I know you are hiding here sowhere". I said to them, and in less than three seconds, the two eggs appeared right in front of .
"What the heck?". My mouth opened in disbelief. The eggs had grown in size.
They were bigger than my head.
"Mama!".
"Mama!".
I heard the sa excited children’s voices that I had heard before I left for the border.
I squatted in front of the eggs and sighed in defeat, before I touched them. I should not have done that, because the minute I touched them, the eggshells cracked.
’This is normal, right? Maybe it is just like the last ti when the eggshells cracked and later returned to normal’.
That was what I thought, until the eggshells completely cracked and opened, before I saw what I had never imagined seeing in real life.
"Are - are these dragons?! Dra- dra- dragons?!". I panicked. Before I could retreat, the two dragons jumped on my body and I fell down.
I thought they were attacking , making want to attack them too and defend myself.
"Mama!".
"Mama!".
They shouted excitedly and began to lick my face with their tongues.
I forcefully sat up and grabbed them, holding them a little up in the air.
They were wagging their tails.
’No way! Clara, are those really dragons? I have only seen them in movies and cartoons during the ti the fake Anastasia was watching television’. Elektra gasped and said to .
I fixed my eyes on the two little dragons.
They were both black, but their eyes were different.
The dragon I was holding up in my right hand had red eyes.
While the other dragon I was holding up in my left hand had dark green eyes.
"Mama, pikabo?".
The dragon in my right hand said to .
’I think the words they can say are limited, Clara, since they hatched today. I think they might be able to talk without any restrictions when they mature’.
’Wait a second. Why are you telling all these things, Elektra? How does that concern ? You should be giving ideas on how to get rid of them’. I frowned as I asked her through our mind - link.
’How does it not concern you, Clara? Can you not see that the dragons take us as their mother?’.
’You must be delusional right now, Elektra. Aren’t you the sa one who beca angry when the dragons called us mother for the first ti?’.
’Just like how people change, we wolves change too, Clara. Can’t you see how cute these dragons are?’. She asked .
"Cute?". I said and looked at the dragons. Truly, they were adorable. Though I added, ’If they mature, let see whether you will still call them cute, Elektra’.
I suddenly perceived a presence outside my room. I almost didn’t recognize who the presence belonged to. But within two seconds, I figured out that the presence belonged to Aunt Penelope.
The last ti I saw Aunt Penelope face to face, I hadn’t gotten anywhere stronger. It was only the faint sll of her presence that I was able to capture in my mind.
’What is it, Clara? You look troubled’.
’Aunt Penelope is outside our room, Elektra’. I replied to her. I dropped the dragons on the floor and quickly stood up.
After that, I grabbed the dragons again and was about to hide them when the door to my bedroom opened, shocking .
’Who dares to enter my bedroom without my permission?! It is not like I am unconscious or sothing’. I suddenly thought to myself without thinking, and I felt an insane rage boiling in my blood and my veins.
Huh. Rage?
Why am I feeling a deep rage within my entire being?
Not only that, a strong desire to kill clouded my mind and I gritted my teeth.
What’s happening to ?!
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