CHRISTIAN 4 YEARS LATER
This woman was going to break my damn hand, not that I blamed her. Alicia, my mate, groaned with the force of the contraction as she pushed for what had to be the millionth time. Her pain was palpable, and how I wished I could take it from her; this brutal necessity to bring our son into the world. Our son who I swore to be the best father for, to be there for him no matter what; and to teach him the best I could. Unlike my father.
Before I had met Alicia my life had been sad, desolate, and meaningless. My father, an Alpha, had an affair with an Omega and I was the result. Hated by my mother and siblings, the home I was brought up in was full of hostility and hatred that was directed at me. While there was no physical abuse, not usually, the social and emotional o
