ALPHA'S OBSESSION

CH.25.MIXED BREED

#ALPHAS_OBSESSION
CHAPTER 25

Mixed breed
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Dorian could feel his jaw tightening and his insides began to tingle with rage when his mind was forced to think about memories he'd tried so hard to shove down in him.

Memories about his father.

That bastard.

He didn't want to think about him,cause with it came painful and raging memories.

Memories of how he had raped his mother who worked at the castle as a mere servant,then chased and left her with the burden of pregnancy. Having to raise and take care of him alone with nothing to their name,they had nothing,not a single penny and to think his father was the supreme Alpha and king of that realm.

He was born to riches while they laid in stack poverty.

Their Condition was so bad his mother had to transfer to means,so unethical and dirty,it was frowned upon by society and Dorian as well.

He never liked what his mother had to do to bring food to the table,not for herself but for him,she would even starve herself so food would be enough for him. He remembered that beautiful smile she'd always put up whenever he asked her to eat as well but she'd lie of not being hungry or already eaten.

How she got maltreated by the society who called her all sorts of names.

Witch

Slug

Prostitute for what she did to put food on the table.

When he'd gotten a little older, he'd tried getting a job to feed them but people never allowed him to even enter their shops cause they didn't want to stain their 'good' reputations by hiring the son of a witch,a bastard and son of a prostitute.

It made life twice as difficult for them while that a**hole of a lycan sat there, against his kingly throne at the comfort of all life could give.

CRACK!

"Dorian!". He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard his mate's panicked voice.

Looking at her,he noticed blood on her hand.

"What happened?"
He asked worriedly.

"Y_your hand". He looked at his hand and realised sheds of broken glass pierced to his flesh and blood dripping out.

He hadn't even realize he had broken the small glass painting in his hand.

"Oh, don't worry" he told her but instead,she grabbed his hand and led him out.

Dorian wondered where she was taking him until they got to a wash fountain which was just at the entrance of the gallery room.

She flicked it on and drew his wounded hand into the white bowl, washing the blood off.

Dorian only watched her not minding the blood which coated his hand,a smile beemed his lips as he stared at how worried his mate was for him.

She was more than a blessing he didn't deserve but would happily take.

He noticed her worried expression soon turned confused as she watched his hand clean and clear of any wounds.

"T_ there's no cut"
Her voice sounded like she didn't believe what she just said.

"See?,I told you don't worry"
He smiled

"How.."

"Alpha Dorian"
A voice pulled their attention to that old man of yesterday who had just approached them.