Trust

Tristan noticed his son wasn't okay. The kid would normally be talking none stop, shouting, laughing, smiling, filling the car and his heart with so much happiness. Yet, today, it was as quiet as a graveyard. He hasn't said a word since he picked him up, this had him worried.

What was going on in that tiny head of his son's? What was he thinking about? He wanted to know and know if he could be of any help.

"What's wrong baby?" Tristan asked and waited for Alan to answer him. It took about three seconds which felt like an hour to Tristan before he answered, "Andrews didn't come to school today" Alan said, silence taken control after Alan's words.

That's it?

"Uh, oh, hmm, I see" Tristan said in an awkward tone. He didn't know how to react to that. Was Alan always like this? He was Iike a clingy mother. Was he like this with his other friends? He was kind of starting to feel pity for them.

"Then, how about we go see Andrews now, I'm sure he will be happy to have us over" Turning his head to face his dad with those hopeful and sparkling eyes, Tristan couldn't help but look away. They would end up in a big accident if he so as well give his attention to Alan.

"Really?" The kid asked, "Really" Tristan replied with a smile, "I love you dad" Tristan's smile grew wide. This was the first time Alan said "I love you, dad' and it felt nice coming from him. Hearing it from his sweet son. 

They reached Secks house in no time. Fuck! The man lived in  mansion, a beautiful luxurious mansion! But of course, it wasn't anywhere close to their mansion. It wasn't as luxurious or as beautiful as the main mansion neither was it big as their mansion but that old man lived in a fucking mansion! Well, considering he lived for 100 good years, he guess is understandable.

The moment Tristan parked the car in front of the Secks mansion, Alan leaped out, running towards the entrance like he was given a pass to Disney Land. Tristan looked at him and sighed, he felt betrayed? Did Alan want to see Andrews that bad?

It didn't take long for Tristan to step out of the car. Now, two people were standing at the entrance door. One anxious and the other impatient. "Ring the bell dad" Alan impatiently said, tugging Tristan's long sleeve T-shirt. Tristan sighed and rang the bell. They stood there for about four minutes, no one answered them and so Tristan rang it again. This time it didn't take more that five minutes when the door opened, revealing a beautiful woman. Ignoring all the bruises on her face and body, she was beautiful and she had purple hair and pale purple eyes. 

Both Tristan and Alan were stunned, speechless. Andrews was the very child definition of this woman but somehow a they were a little different. Maybe it was the age difference, body or.... it was both. This woman could only be Andrews' mother, Cabby Solly Secks. If Tristan remembered correctly, this woman was supposed to be the most beautiful woman in her former pack. She was supposed to be the glittering, sparkling treasure Secks hid away, not wanting anyone to even take a look but that wasn't what he was seeing.

Though the woman was still beautiful, he could see the bruises on her face were tainting her gorgeous look. She would have looked ten times beautiful if those bruises weren't there. The woman had bruises all over her face, neck, hands and legs which was exposed. The short white dress she was wearing couldn't cover everything up. Or it could be that she didn't want to hid them anymore.

The woman's face didn't look welcoming. She had a deep frown on her face and was looking at them with so much suspicions. It was a little awkward. Little, no, it was very awkward and he didn't know what to do. Someone should break the ice.

"Where's Andrews? I want to see him"

'Good Job Alan' Tristan thought, looking at his son with a blank expression. Cabby looked at Alan and her expression softened, a smile spread on her lips as he stared at the cute alpha kid. The kid was an alpha yet he was so cute. Alpha borns are strong, brave, fearless, they have this dominant, leadership, unbearable and empowering aura. There's much more, yet, this alpha........he did have all that she mentioned but, there was also the cuteness. It was too much. The kid's cuteness was covering his strong intimadiating alpha pheromones, making him look less scary and more cute. This could be a problem. As people would find him weak and pick fights with him.

But, then again, he was an alpha, and he will surely win every fight..........., only if he was stronger than those who would pick fights with him. Or maybe that (Others picking fights with Alan) would never happen.

In any case, she hoped the cute alpha would grown up to be strong. She wonder who's kid he was anyway.

Looking beside the kid, she met eyes with the handsome, handsome? No, It was more like beautiful.

The male omega before her also had the rarest hair color and eyes she had ever seen. He had the prettiest sliver hair and pale emerald eyes . 

Cabby was fascinated by his hair color and eyes. The male omega was small, short and he was dressed in a blue T-shirt with a short blue jeans which reached up to his knees, going well with the white sneakers he wore.

She has never seen him before. But then again, she hasn't gone out since her arrival 10years ago. *Sigh, 

"Please come in" she said, managing a smile as she opened the door wide, welcoming them inside.

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Tristan sat down in the living room while Cabby took Alan to see Andrews. He also wanted to see the kid but decided against it.

 Alan should see him first. He will pay his visit to Andrews when it was time to leave.

Cabby told them Andrews was sick and so he couldn't get up from the bed. He wondered what was wrong and why she didn't call Dr Jones, the pack doctor.

He sighed, he also noticed in this big mansion, there wasn't a single maid and it was also too quiet considering both first wife and second wife lived here with their children. Where were they anyway?

As Tristan was lost in his thoughts, thinking about where that evil vicious first wife and his children were, Cabby came and took her seat, facing Tristan. "Sorry if I took long" she said, drawing Tristan's attention back to earth. "Oh, is nothing"

"I'm Cabby by the way"

"I'm Tristan, and the kid I came with is Alan" Tristan introduced himself and Alan, thinking Cabby didn't know him. Considering she was locked up in the house with no one to talk with or share information with her.

Anyone could see she has no one to talk with as there were no employees and the first wife definitely wasn't a fan of hers and definitely wasn't her friend.

"You're omega. Is that kid yours? He's a very good kid" Cabby said with a smile. She was really a fan of the kid. In the few minutes she was with him, the kid made him laugh more than anyone has. Not even her son has made her laugh that much. The kid was pure happiness. Tristan smiled as he said, "He is mine. Although I didn't give birth to him, he's mine"

"You're mated right? I can smell you" Tristan nodded, "He's my mate's son. Oh, my mate is lvan Ash, the alpha of the pack"

"Ohmy deities, I'm sorry, I didn't know. I didn't even offer you a glass of water or something" Cabby said, pure horror clouding her face as she thought she has offended the mate of the pack leader. Tristan waved her hand, brushing off what she said, "Don't worry"

"I'm sorry, I didn't know"

"Why don't you take Andrews to see the pack doctor?" Tristan asked, concern about Andrews' wellbeing. In the few seconds Cabby took, Tristan could see she was thinking about what she was going to say, "Because I don't trust anyone" the woman replied in a soft low tone, looking down. Tristan didn't know what to say about that. Well, with a vicious man like Secks as her husband, there was no way she could trust anyone that easily. But she has to do it now. She has to do it for her son if not for anyone. Andrews deserved better.

Come to think of it, was the woman who gave him the information about Andrews being used by his father?