[Chapter Limit - Complete] The Dimitrescus x FEMALE!Reader One-Shots

Saviour pt. 2

this has been requested for a while and now that i'm back to writing here, i decided to give you all part 2

the reader uses she/they pronouns
isa's pronouns in this mini series, since it was my first time introducing them to the one-shot book, are different than normal. usually, their pronouns are they/them only but since they're a crow in this and have no perception of gender identity, i used she/her for them. again, this mini series is the ONLY time those pronouns are used for them. outside of this, when they're "human", it is only they/them that's used for them.

Last Part: A beat of silence filled the air before the clicking of heels was heard, making you crack open an eye as you waited for lady Dimitrescu to enter the room. When the door opened and a different figure entered the room first, your blood ran cold and Isa began cawing, taking flight before circling the strange woman.

"Who the Hell are you?"

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You stared at the woman before letting your gaze shift over to lady Dimitrescu, confusion etching onto your face before it clicked in your head. This woman was Mother Miranda. It still confused you as to why she was looking for you and how she even knew you but, she was here now and that meant you could ask her but, that didn't mean you would get an answer - or even one you wanted. You didn't even know what you wanted to hear as an answer.

A fly landed on your shoulder and bit you, earning a quiet yelp from you and making you turn your attention to Bela. When you saw her, your mind seemed to come to a stand still, letting you finally come to a solid question to ask the woman. You'd rather find out how she knew you before anything else - getting that information would help you to figure out why she was looking for you. Isa flew back over to you and you held out your arm, letting her land on your forearm before turning your attention back to Mother Miranda.

"I am-."

"Mother Miranda." You cut her off, noticing her lips twitch up in a small smile. "How do you know who I am?"

"Simple," Miranda stated, suddenly appearing in front of you. "I'm your mother."

It took you a moment to process what she had said but, once you did, you started laughing. You grew up without parents - trained to be a bounty hunter for as long as you could remember - so the fact that this woman was claiming to be your mother was a notion you couldn't comprehend. No mother would give their child to an organization to be raised to be a bounty hunter.

"Right," You chuckled out, shaking your head to rid yourself of the thought that your mother could give you away so easily. "And I'm expected to believe that? That you just gave me away and never bothered to check on me?"

"It happened - I'm not proud of it, but it happened." Miranda stated, making Isa caw and flap her wings.

'So Miranda's telling the truth...'

"Fuck you." You hissed, glaring at her. "My own mother... Why?"