Chapter 86

Aiden

My heart went into panic the moment I saw her on the ground. She had fallen after the sick bitch groped my crotch. I couldn't feel more disgusted myself for letting her.

I was not in a good mood, I was tied by my throat if I wanted my sweet little pups, my family. I would have done anything to find those little sweet things and after seeing what it did to Bella…

It wasn't easy having to see her refuse to eat as the days passed by. At night I would be passing by the nursery to check up on her and she would be up crying herself to death. It broke my heart, as a man it broke my heart more even when I couldn't do anything about the situation.

You could have imagined my reaction when I realized that the fuss at the so called baby shower was about my own pups. It sank my heart but what was I to do, I was the Alpha after all and needed to have a strong mind to get a grab of things. There were noises everywhere calling Raven and Rafe.

My first thought was to look around for my children, they might have wondered off probably sine my wife liked taking them away from the hired nannies. I wasn't blaming her for our list pups, far from it. I thought maybe the nannies didn't pay much attention thinking the mother got them so they slacked. It was no excuse to slack on the job but it was human nature to be difficult and ungrateful. I was familiar with this side of people.

Look at where I am now, trapped in the hands of a girl gone crazy and went ahead and kidnapped my pups.

On that fateful day I looked and looked for my little girl's blue eyes. No matter the crowd, it was Raven's eyes I saw first. They were like mine and my mother's. people think I had a bad relationship with my mother because I killed her, it wasn't like that. My mother and I were close, closer than my father that is. The only thing was that when she got into her tempers you had to hide then you were safe.

I never really thought that she would actually hurt me, I was just scared and a child who didn't know how to handle an angry woman. At least that was what I thought then.

It was only one day when she had another fight with dad. They never really ended well. They would always end with her injured in some sort of way, she was no match for the great Alpha Davis, my dad. He was stronger than her.

This day they had been fighting about something that my dad did or was it mom. I wasn't sure. What I did know was that it was dad who picked on the fights, he had an extremely aggressive character and would bully my mother just for amusement.

When she would get into her trans anger thing he would downright take advantage of the situation and beat her up brutally then in the end he would blame her and tell her that she brought it upon herself. yes, my mother was in an abusive marriage.

Sometime I had caught her nursing her wounds and deep cuts, washing the blood away and in much pain. My heart went out to her, I didn't understand why she would choose to stay with him when all he knew to was hurt her. I would have taken him myself if I knew I would survive after. But I was a little hypocrite. More than anything in the world, I wanted my father's approval its why would never butt in and interrupt.

Besides these were two strong werewolves who wouldn't be stopped by a mere child not ready enough. I asked her eventually, why she just doesn't leave him and run away, she obviously wasn't going through the best of life. She told me she loved him and couldn't leave him. As a child it was crazy, but I understood more now that I too had someone dear to my being.

She eventually killed him when he almost killed her. The horror on my face when it all happened.

"Mom?" my little boy self had asked, all confused and hurt. I had been coming from the playground I had sneaked off to earlier, I was banned from going there because of all the incidents that happened whenever I went. I myself didn't know what was happening, at least one girl believed me. She was who I went to met every time I sneaked off.

Coming back from the playground, I met the image of my mother standing over the lifeless figure that was my dad. I was old enough to know what death was.

"Mom what is going on?" I ask her. she was trembling and couldn't talk, she had blood all over herself and seemed to be out of it. I walk nearer to get a closer look. Of course they were fighting again, but this time it as mom who won.

My little child ego could not take not having a father, I did kiss up to him much often it shouldn't have been healthy. I was meant to train by his own hand how to be a powerful Alpha. An alpha who did not get picked on and never disrespected, that was my father.

Werewolves and humans alike were terrified of the ole Alpha Davis. I admired him.

Now that he was dead, I couldn't do all those things I was meant to do with him so I got angry. I got furious and the next thing I know my mother's thin frame is sagged as my arms hold her up by the neck where I suffocated her to her death.

No. what had happened? Did I just kill my own mother?

By the time the neighbors came over at night, because the house was dark they were curious, and found me in a far corner in the dark. They saw the lifeless bodies of my parents and the blood I was covered in.