/The Past/
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧
Divorces are not to be taken lightly. A child from a broken home can really be messed up depending on how the divorce goes-- those are the words from my therapist. When my parents split up I was only six years old. Dealing with the fight between my father and my mother. Which led to my father’s arrest, and his having to serve a sixteen-year sentence.
I’m ten now. He’s still in jail- been there for four years now, and sure you can argue that I should hate him for strapping my unconscious mother to a chair in the house and setting it on fire. Only to call the police on himself when he realized I was upstairs sleeping. You can say all of those things, and I do hate him but he wasn’t a bad father. Just a crappy husband. In fact, he was a good husband until something changed.
The divorce was hard on me, and mostly my mother. She had to recover and I had to testify against my father. Who swears when he gets out he’ll murder my mother so really.... my life is not entirely bad. I just need to make sure my mother is out of this pack in eleven years.
I huff and get off my bicycle. Letting it fall into the driveway. I hop up the stairs onto the front porch to find the door open. That’s weird. Mom is never that careless. She knows Dad has people around. He was the pack alpha’s beta in command. That was a job that brought respect.
People still think the fire was started by her even though there’s mounting evidence against my father, and that he pleaded guilty. They think she framed him, and almost got me killed in the process.
I locked the door once I was in. My heart skipped. There are broken items everywhere. What the hell?
Did someone ransack the place? I dropped my bag and went into the kitchen to grab a knife. Then I listened and took a sniff. There are two scents. There’s an alpha scent here, which isn’t good. My mother has a docile lavender-like omega scent. Docile because she’s not young anymore. But the alpha scent is strong, which means the alpha is older. Perhaps my father’s age. And it’s familiar.
I swear I’ve been around this scent. I followed it upstairs, where I could hear some thumping noises. I flexed my wrist, the closer I got to where the scent was coming from the more suspicious I got. It’s coming from my mother’s bedroom. My feet swing, and make contact with the door handle.
There’s a yelp as the handle breaks off and the door swings to its side.
“Mom, are you-” I froze, my eyes going wild as the alpha leader of our pack, my father’s former best friend and boss stood naked by the edge of the bed while my mother tried to cover up her body with a bed sheet.
I’m confused. I’m not a dumbass. I’ve been taught sex education. Alpha males go into rut at thirteen, latest sixteen so schools are obligated to teach us about sex from ages nine to twelve.
So I know what naked people do. I just don’t know why the very married, still ring on his finger alpha leader is with my mother.
I turned the knife his way as I stepped further into the room. “Are you taking advantage of my mother? Do you think because you knew my father you have a right to violate her? I will stab you, and end up in prison with my father!”
“Lucian WAIT!” My mother yells, and I turn to her. Her black hair is all over the place and she looks embarrassed.
“Lucian please let us explain. We’re in love, and when two people love each other they do things together.”
I glanced at her even more confused, then at him. Then back at her. “He is married, he has a son. Are you not ashamed? People have been speaking badly about you for years, and now you want to add homewrecker to one of those things?”
“Don’t talk to your mother that way.” The alpha’s attempt to scare me made me laugh.
“Don’t talk to me at all. You have a child my age and a wife. I don’t care if you’re in love with my mother, if you’re not gone in fifteen seconds I’m going to let the entire neighborhood find out just how disgusting their loving alpha can be.”
The man’s expression turns to one of fear because he knows reputation is everything, and he quickly carries his clothes and tugs them on. He turns to me... “Don’t get too cocky, Lucian. And don’t think about telling anyone about this. I am still pack leader, and I can have you and your mother removed and no one would bat an eye.”
Spoken like a man in love with my mother.
I dropped the knife and left my mother alone in the room. I rushed downstairs to lock the door after the cheating alpha and to grab my bag. Then I headed to my bedroom. After a shower, and a change of clothes, and I got ready to do my assignments when a knock came in.
“Hey honey, can I... can I talk to you?”
“No. You cannot.”
She sighs. “Lucian-”
“No Mom. God, do you never think before doing anything?”
“I am in love. It’s been four years since your horrible father tried to kill us both. Alpha Tamaki has been a shoulder for me to cry and lean on. And without a job, sweetie, he could change our lives.”
I scoffed. “You don’t get it, do you? You’re thinking about yourself in this case and how you deserve love. You aren’t thinking about his son whose heart you’re breaking by enabling his father to have an affair or his wife. His sick wife has been fighting a losing battle with a disease. You didn’t have the decency to fall for her husband years after she had passed. Why? Because you deserve to fall in love? That’s your excuse? You earned a big fat check from the divorce. I have a trust fund I can access once I’m eighteen. A trust fund with a fat load of money. We don’t need this.”
“Lucian, I know how this must look. You’re right. You’re right. I am not thinking about his family. Just my own. And if my own little boy thinks I’m doing a bad thing, then I’ll break it off.”
I leaned back. “How long?”
“Lucian-”
I nod, that means long enough. Which means I shouldn’t think about it anymore. My mom doesn’t see it. She doesn’t notice that if this blows up in her face. Alpha Tamaki will get off with a slap on the wrist. And she’ll go down a nut case. I just hope she does the right thing.
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