The Moonlight Tears Of An Omega

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ble day of my life. A day to hold on

er's bed, I would never have believed. I, Colby, finally ste

room. What was I expecting? A substandard room? Hell no!

ains were tied in a big knot and hung above the opened windows which let in sunlight. Father's study table stood beside the wall, close to the tall

air, one that was somehow fresher and purer than the one I was used to. But staying here actually opened the fresh wounds in my heart. It was just like I was looking at my favorite treat, tantalizingly clo

could never come true. Father would never deign to show me such kindness.

arried away by my emotions and had forgotten that she was here in t

f birds outside?" I asked, not kn

enris has done it again." She tapped h

rd my mouth managed to utter a

k my buttocks uncomfortably on the fluffy bedsheet. When she kept on talking about father, I felt as if I was trapped in a tiny room, with th

elp me tur

g so hard not to show my discomfort. Mother had always been so sweet

ading towards the toilet and innocently shaking my arse as I ordered my footsteps carefully

she thinking of right now?..." I could not stop the multitude of thoughts

rnally. When people looked at me when I'

was if all the blood in my legs suddenly took a short vacation. Within secon

olby are you alright?"

en I was sure that my small waist had defi

aid beside me on the bed, and I buried it inside her hair. My grip tightened on the comb and

She said, rubbing her protruding st

nded with a gro

er?" She asked, and a

and we will name him Al

e me laugh. "You sound so sure. But I think the

zed my face. "Mother i-i d-on't w-w-ant a

wards and my hands left her hair

d, her hazel eyes intently fixed on mine as she searched

he baby to be a boy. An alpha precisely. So father will stop hatin

father does not hate you. You know his status as

does he play with me. I've tried my best to to be a good son, but it's never enough for him. I don't know what I did to deserve t

ays did. The maliciousness in

ce on her soft breasts, inhaling her citrus and jasmine scent that sooth

my touch and I felt a hot wetness soaking into the fabric of my shirt. I

my own heaven's gate opened, letting out

to say something

ay?" She said and I nodd

d. And just when I prayed that the hugging would last for a while, the door flung open and the perso

u doing here