CHAPTER 1: Its Kian

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Kian's pov.
Am always up before the 04:00am alarm rings to prepare the family. Dismissing my alarm I head to my small bathroom to take care of my morning necessities.

Once done I head over go the laundry room to start up the machines and load up the dirty clothes after sorting. After setting the machine to wash I head over the closet store to get the cleaning supplies and in an hour am done with the floors, surfaces and loading the clothes in the dryer. I head to the kitchen and begin preparing breakfast or rather a buffet.

No one seems to be awake but that isn't a concern. I carefully set the table making sure the meals will still be hot so as to avoid a beating, seeing everything is perfect I take the rest of the time to fold up the clean laundry and set them respectively beside their doors.

The clock now reads 06:35am, onto my last task as I speeded in my little brother's room.

Kyle just turned 8 years last month he was excited getting older but for him he was special he was an alpha in a betas family something rare as two betas only sired omegas and more betas so being the last born alpha was a miracle and as my mother often put it a miracle after a disaster and it didn't take long to realize I was the disaster.

I wasn't allowed at the main event as with any other so I spent the day watching from the small window in the basement that housed my room but little Kyle never forgot as he snuck to my room and brought me the pretty little cupcakes and snacks he hid spending those special five minutes with me to wish me a happy birthday. I always try hard not to tear up to remind myself to be strong but his unconditional love always tore the walls I try to build against him knowing when he'll get older he'll hate like the rest of them.

He looked so peaceful sleeping I didn't wanna disturb him but I knew better little Kyle wasn't a morning person but if he wasn't prepared by 07:30am I'd be in trouble. "Hey Ky baby lets wakey." I softly shook him awake but in annoyance of being disturbed he whined. "Don't wanna, lemme sleep." "The boogeyman is gonna turn to a rogue and snatch you." I tired the signature scary line that always got him away from bed. "Kian am 8 am a big boy that don't scare me no more." He argued turning to find a comfortable position to sleep some more. Pouting since it didnt work I decided to scare him with the one thing he'd cry. "Okay the big boy how bout I force you out of bed and let mommy or your sisters take you to school?" He shoot up on the bed eyes large like shiny saucers and pouty lips ready to cry. "No Kian see me wakey please don't let them take me I only want you." He whimpers. "There there now don't cry okay of course no one else will take you only me okay, good boy." I assured giving him a pat on the head as he hugs me tight. "Thanks mommy." I sternly stared at him making him correct himself. "Kian."

Everyone adored Kyle but that didn't mean they took care of him. He was barely a year old when mother abandoned him and left him in my care in the name of I needed to practice after all it was what I was born to do. Barely a child myself at 10 years I took over doing everything for him.

At first I hated him, how dare he steal my childhood not that I really had one but he made me a parent so early.

He fussed and cried about everything that made mother scream bloody murder at me, at times he'd refuse to eat just to spite me or if he ate he'd throw back chewed food at me. I was patient but mother wasn't each time he'd do that I'd get a beating and sometimes it was worse I'd I'd barely have the strength to be up for the day.

Those were my only free days, healing in pain.

This continued for the longest time till one day after my usual free days were over Kyle became the most obedient boy ever. Each time I gave him a glance he would look away eyes full of guilt. He was in his talking phase at 2 and a half years but never had he said a word to me but that day he tearfully apologized for getting me in troubled. His English was broken and cute since he was sincere bout it and thats how we came to be Batman and Robin.

"Come on lets go have a bath and don't call me mommy infront of mom." I advised my little Robin. Once he was in his outfit for the day I walked him out to the dining room were the rest of the family were seated and excused myself but before I could disappear.

"Its 07:45am I believe that's late omega can you explain yourself." My father boomed I could almost feel his wolf come through. I cleared my throat ready to explain but Kyle came to my save, "Daaaad where's the figurine you promised to get me I wanna finish my collection." He interrupted making all eyes turn to him. I took that as an escape to my room and prepared myself.

My outfit was simple some black ripped skinny jeans with a grey oversized Adidas hoodie and worn out black hightop converse. I grabbed my cap and phone and headed to get Ky to school.

"You are lucky my sweet baby saved you today but don't you think bout making it a habit you hear." Mother threatened as soon as I made it to the door. "Yes Ma'am am sorry it won't happen again. " I answered in submission to avoid any drama. I quickly grabbed Kyle's bag once I saw him straighten his crumpled shirt he held my hand and off we went to school.

"M'sorry." He said but I gave him the only smile I preserved for him. "My baby never blame yourself, mommy and daddy love you and they also love me in some way okay." I tried assuring him but he is smarter than that "They hate you because you are an omega. I know and am sorry but dont worry you still have me." He smiled. I gave him a piggyback as we sang some kiddies songs until we arrived at his class.

"Be good, no fights and......" "....kill them with kindness I know you tell me that everyday Kian." He rolled his eyes and I chuckle knowing he mastered my mantra. "I know baby I love you okay." I said kissing his forehead. "Love you too mommy." He replied kissing my cheek as he ran away into class.

It always made me cry when he called me mom making me wonder what my child would look like, who my mate would be, if I'd stop suffering like this. I wiped the stray tear that I wouldnt let anyone see and headed to my workplace.

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Author's Note
The first chapter is now officially up. Hope this got you interested in more even as a beginner. Remember vote, comment and share. I'd really like the feedback. Thank you all my readers.

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