Chapter Five

Evan's POV

I had everything packed and I was waiting for Alpha Jaxon to come back down and also for Nathan and the other Omegas.

I was sitting thinking if I should tell my Mate exactly how broken I was so that he can make a choice if he wanted to reject me or not. I mean, he's an Alpha. He has to consider how all of this will affect how his pack sees me and if anyone would be able to accept and respect me.

It would hurt like a bitch and I would most likely die, but I won't blame him if he does reject me. An Alpha needs a Luna to be proud of and how can he be proud of someone like me?

I was just sitting there coming to the conclusion that I had to tell him everything, when I heard footsteps coming down. I look up and it’s Alpha Jaxon. I move backwards a bit in fear before I catch myself. Don't ever show weakness. That's my mantra that I stick to. It's what keeps me focused.

"Hey little one, are you all packed up?" He asks me. His voice is soft, almost like he is trying to make himself seem less threatening.

"Yes Sir. I'm just waiting for my friend Nathan and the other Omegas to get here. May I ask where Alpha Mason is?" I ask him. "First off, my name is Jaxon, not Sir. And that so-called Alpha has managed to run off, along with his Bata and Third." he says with a growl in his voice. I can just imagine how he would be if someone really decided to piss him off.

"That's good, um...I need to speak to you privately before the others get here. I would rather be rejected in private than in front of a crowd. By the way, my name is Evan "I tell him. My words coming out so softly that it’s barely above a whisper.

Jaxon POV

I look at him, completely mesmerized by his beauty, and then his words penetrate through my thoughts. "Why would I possibly want to reject you? I am twenty nine years old already. I have been looking for you since my 18th birthday. There is no way in hell I am rejecting you. No matter what you have to tell me" I growl out. My wolf is also upset at the thought of rejecting our Mate.

"You might want to wait with that beautiful statement till I tell you everything" He tells me softly. I give him an encouraging smile, "Go on little one. Tell me what is on your mind so that I can put it to rest" I tell him.

He takes a deep breath then starts the most horrifying tale of abuse I have ever heard in my 29 years and my wolf is trying his best to push to the front so he can rip Mason, Dorian and Maxwell apart.

"I was always smaller than the other pups but my parents tried to protect me as much as possible. I didn't understand why I was picked on all the time. Then came my thirteenth birthday. As soon as I changed for the first time, everyone realised that I was an Omega. But apparently I'm not just any Omega. Most are white with blotches of colour, but not me. My wolf is pure white, not a speck of another colour, which apparently makes me very rare. I don't see what's so special about it though. Anyway, shortly afterwards my parents both died during a Rogue attack, so I had to go into the Alpha's care. Everything was going fine till about a month later, then the beatings started. For small things I apparently did wrong. I tried my best to not make mistakes or upset anyone. But it was never good enough. Some days I would be beaten so badly that I couldn't walk or anything. That is when my friend Nathan would sneak down here to help me dress my wounds or take me to the doctor if I needed it. Then came my eighteenth birthday" Here he almost looked like he couldn't catch a breath.