The Alpha and a hidden mate.

When I was a child, I spent time like an ordinary girl. School, homework, and friends, well one friend. I didn't know that I am not ordinary. Then I go to middle school, meet new friends, and I think that was the time when I felt the difference between me and them. I have always had one friend, in childhood, it was Jakob, in middle school it was Sofia. They know me, or they think they know me. The rest of the people just ignore me. They didn't understand me. That, what was going inside my head was scary, unpredictable, and not understood. My father, Leo, was a good man, but he did something wrong. Something that I have felt in my soul. Something, that I was the person, from the beginning, so different. He didn't know what he was doing until it was too late for me. My father visited my grandmother with me, it was late in the night. I was 5. He didn't have a choice, he must bring me in, I couldn't stay on my own in the house. I was so little. - I am sorry Julia, it won't be long. But you must stay in the kitchen - my father says to me. Yes, sorry, my name is Julia Anderson. - Ok, papa. My grandmother's house was beautiful and old. In the old site of the town. Most old people live there, and every house has its history. The house has a garden, I don't remember it, I didn't play there. My grandmother was a beautiful lady, with white shortcut hair. Her skin was always soft and smelled of cream and perfume. She likes the smell of Opium. It is a very heavy smell and when my granny washed clothes the smell was still there. That night I was sitting in the kitchen, and my father and my granny were in the salon. The door was closed, but I was so scared. I didn't know why. I opened the door and what I saw was so not understood to me then. On the table were 5 candles. And a picture of my grandfather. My father was sitting at the table speaking some words. My granny was sitting on a stool, near the bookshelves. - On my command, with all my powers, show me where he is! Bring him to me! - my father was saying with so much energy that the candles were lightning brighter. - Maria, give me a map! I see him. - Yes, I think that I have one - my granny says. She brought that map and gave it to my father. He opens the map and takes from his neck a magical pendulum. I have seen this thing a few times on my father's neck, but he never allows me to touch it. - Show me where he is! - he says, and the fire grows so big that I have never seen. The pendulum has started to spin, and then, like that, it stops. - He is in the bar, on the Lemonystreet. - my father says. - And he is drunk, as usual. - Papa? - I didn't know what to say, I felt sick, my head hurt, my stomach hurts, and I didn't want to be in this room. - Julia? What are you doing here! You shouldn't be here! - my father was terrified, my grandmother was sitting with a blank expression. - Leo! Hide the pendulum! - she says. I didn't know what my father was doing, but he was playing with black magic. I was the one who paid the price for his foolishness. That night changes everything. - Don't tell Mummy what Daddy has done with Granny. - Ok? Julia?- my father said. - Yes, but what was that? - I have asked. - Nothing, Daddy was playing with granny, nothing important. I felt sick, I felt like the walls were about to collapse on me. Like the room was too small, I felt panic. How can a small kid feel something like that? Well. I go to sleep, but I have nightmares. I couldn't sleep. I have seen witches, vampires, and ghosts. I've come to my father's bed and it scares me. My father was laying on the bed, and he was choking, he couldn't breathe. On him was sitting a witch, with white messy hair, she was choking my father! - We allow you to see, we allow you to know, but we don't allow you to teach!!! - she was screaming and choking. - I'm sorry, bbbb, but she, eeeee, please - my father was trying to say - I didn't, eeeee. - You know, we think that is funny. - she says with a creepy voice - let see, what punishment will we give you? - Please, I didn't know that she was looking - my father was trying to free himself from an embrace. I stayed there and couldn't move, I watched but couldn't do anything. I tried to, but I couldn't. I felt so powerless. I wanted to cry, to move, turn on the light and find out that it was just a dream, a nightmare. She has power over me, over my father, over my mother who was sleeping so peacefully. - We know what it will be - the witch said - she will see! - No, she is still a child! - please, I beg you! - And you, if you use your powers one more time, your soul is ours. - No, please - my dad was crying. It's done. I don't remember anything else from that night. I woke up the next morning, my father was at work, and my mother was making breakfast. But I was different. I felt different. I felt empty, like a book without letters. Something was missing. I didn't have a soul. I was empty. I didn't laugh, I didn't have friends, I saw the world different.