I walk into the therapist's office nervously, but she manages to make the conversation casual at first until I start to loosen up and then I can tell her why I'm here. I blurt out all about the wall in my head and my abusive father and how he would do stuff to me. "What ‘stuff’ did he do, Andy?" she asks with a sweet smile that makes me feel good, safe. So I tell her and thankfully her face doesn't change much when I talk about the beatings he gave me since I started walking. Or how he started forcing raw meat on me when I turned twelve until I was fourteen when I was finally able to shift. And then how that was another problem because I was too small, too weak. And then it was another problem because I presented as omega and he didn't like that one bit. "And how do you feel about being an omega?" She asks when I'm done talking. I sit there thinking for a bit. "Before my presentation I was very excited. I always wanted to be an omega... until I actually was and my dad ruined all t

"I'll leave," I say and turn around to do so, before this gets a thousand times worse. "What?" Alessandro spits and follows me as I walk to the stairs to go to the guest room. My heart is in my throat as he follows me, I feel stalked in the worst possible way. I start to think: what the fuck am I going to do if he seriously hits me? My father was just a beta, a short man without that much strength and even his beatings hurt and left me unable to go to school for a day or two. How would it feel if a strong alpha hurt me? I would probably just pass out from the pain. "Andrew, stop it right now. Why are you acting like this? Look at me!" he roars just before I can get to the guest room and it scares me even more because his command makes me actually stop and turn to look at him. And then I remember that he has alpha power, he can subdue me and force me to do whatever he wants. But instead of grabbing me and hitting me, Alessandro takes a big breath and raises his hands in surren

{ Andrew } Nobody asks me anything about how I feel anymore, not even my brother. It's obvious that I'm not well and it's obvious that I have issues, but I still try to act normal and carry on like I used to when Alessandro didn't exist in my life. I've been living with my brother and Clara again and I spend all day cooped up at home at my new job babysitting my nephew or reading in my spare time, which is still as fun as before, except I'm doing it to escape again and that's not so good. I need to remind myself of the good things in my life again. Like this roof over my head, my big new family and my lovely nephew. "Does that taste good, Phoenix?" I ask my nephew as I feed him and he just bangs his little fists on his table, as if demanding that I give him more food. As soon as I bring the spoon close to his mouth he grabs it in his hand and steals it from me to bring it to his mouth frantically as if he's starving, "I guess that's a yes. God, pup, that's why your cheeks are so

I don't know how to react to this. I’m upset and relieved at the same time, in equal amounts. All I can do is look down into the most beautiful, innocent eyes I've ever seen in my entire life... even if that innocence is a lie, at least at this moment. "Did you get yourself wet on purpose to come hide here and make me think you were with another alpha?" I ask, still trying to make sense of what's going on before any reaction. "No, no," he answers immediately, looking a tiny bit unsure for the first time, "I was just flirting with that alpha on purpose, I wanted you to go stop him or at least... I don't know, make you look upset, but every time I turned to look at you you were focused on something else. I wasn't planning on the other guy getting me wet or that alpha wanting to bring me here, I just went with the flow to see if you cared enough. But, five minutes? Do you know everything that could happen in five minutes?" This little manipulator. "I don't like this, Andrew. These

I really don't know what happens after I get the news. I'm in complete shock. Alessandro keeps touching me all the time and everyone tries to strike up conversations with me, not realizing that I'm not really paying attention because I’m lost in my own mind, trying to deal with my overexcited wolf. A couple of hours later we say goodbye to everyone and it's finally time to go home. I feel like there's something pushing on my shoulders until I manage to get into Alessandro's room (our room?) and I'm able to lie down on the bed. "What's wrong, baby?" asks Alessandro, sitting down next to me on the bed, "Are you thinking about the pregnancy?""I'm just thinking about everything. I feel like I woke up in another dimension, I mean... I was asleep for a whole week and now everything is different. I don't know how to feel yet," I honestly admit. Alessandro nods and looks at me with understanding in his eyes."I can imagine how hard it must be. Come here," he says, but he doesn't even wait