Page 50 of Knot So Damaged

“No, baby. There is nothing wrong. I was just thinking about Gwen and how much she would have loved you.”

She gives me a puzzled look for a moment so I continue without giving her the time to make assumptions.

“Vic, Olis and I became a pack in high school. Vic and I knew that we were going to emerge as Alphas long before our sixteenth birthdays. Our fathers used to joke that it was because of their good breeding.”

I roll my eyes at the joke and Valley laughs.

“When Olis finally turned sixteen, we formed a pack that same day. It wasn’t long before we met Gwen.”

I smile sadly as I think back all those years ago.

“We had never put much thought into our Omega. We were so caught up in our parents demands for us that anything more than forming a pack was too much for our then pea sized brains.

“But the day Gwen walked into the classroom, everything changed. It’s like those moments you see in movies where the princes meet the princess and they live happily ever after.”

I chuckle and shake my head, knowing that reality is never like that.

“We were bonded in a week and pregnant with twins just after we graduated high school.”

There is an almost sweet but sad smile on her face as I continue.

“Around the same time we found out that we were going to have sons, mine and Vic’s parents died in a mass shooting.”

I look down almost debating my next words before I continue. If Valley was brave enough to share her trauma with me, I can be brave enough to share this part of our life with her.

“Being the first born son of the Mafia Don, Vic had to step up straight away and take over from our fathers. There was no transition period. No lengthy discussions on daily runnings. Nothing.”

I shake my head, thinking back to some of the darkest days we had following the deaths of our entire parental pack.

The war that we had to continue to fight without even knowing why we were fighting. The worry each and every day at the thought of not being able to protect what was ours. The horror as we learnt what we were bringing our unborn sons into.

It was a lot of hard work but now as I stand back and look at what Vic, Olis and I have created, I know that if the worse was to happen tomorrow and Theo had to step in, our legacy would be left in capable and safe hands.

Valley’s eyes are blown wide, looking at me in shock.

“Damn.”

I nod at her lack of words. I prepare myself for the inevitable. The screaming and shouting. The ‘how fucking dare you’ and ‘you are a psycho’ statements that are always thrown in my face whenever I have mentioned this side of my life before.

It’s exactly how Gwen reacted when she discovered this side of our life. To say she was unhappy is an understatement.

If our previous Omega was capable of murdering someone, she would have had our three heads on a chopping block quicker then you can say,bada-bing, bada-boom.

I should have expected the unexpected though as my little devil’s reply shocks me to my core.

“I couldn’t imagine having gone through all of that, especially with an Omega and twins on the way.”

I nod my head almost dumbly. The fact that I haven’t smelled this girl's scent doesn’t even matter to me anymore. She could smell like rotting fruit and I would still want her.

Because biology aside, this girl fucking sees me. She sees me clearer than any other person ever has.

She could clearly see just how deep my feelings towards our unchosen birthright and all she did was validate me.

My little devil is perfection.

“So what happened to Gwen?” Valley questions. I feel my stomach fall. I have to steal myself. It’s not like I have Vic or Olis here to back me up on this one when it gets hard. It’s been years since Gwen died but it doesn’t get easier.

That grief has never faded. I have just learned how to deal with it. How to make the days go by easier until I am able to see her again.