My Beloved Omega

Chapter 3

Alexa's POV

I woke up to a scream coming from the room next to mine, the guestroom. I woke up and hurried towards the room on my way there I saw Mom, Dad, Olivia and Connor also rushing towards the guestroom.

I was the first to enter, my mate was tossing and turning and begging for something to stop. I rushed over to him and shook him gently trying to wake him up. His eyes suddenly shot open and they were filled with fear as they looked around at everyone in the room. The guy was still shaking from his nightmare and he wouldn't let go of my hand not like it was a problem for me. I just caressed his hand to try and calm him down.

"Are you okay Sweetie?" Mom asked him cautiously approaching the bed. "I'm Cora, Alexa's mother. I won't hurt you, I promise." Mom gently said to him.

"Please stay away." He quietly said, his eyes faced downwards as he continued to tremble in fear.

"Everyone let's go. He's shaken up right now and all we are doing is making everything worse." Mom said shooing everyone but me out of the room.

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Nicholas's POV

I watched as everyone but my mate left the room and it honestly made me feel slightly better.

"Are you okay?" I heard my mate gently ask me as she continued to caress my hands.

I just nodded in response. "Could you please get me some water." I asked hoping that I wasn't sounding rude or as if I was trying to push her away.

"Oh yeah, of course." She said as she got up. "I'll be right back." She said with a smile on her face as she went out of the room and probably made her way to the kitchen to get me a glass of water.

I'm Nicholas Ashton Rivers. I'm from or actually I was from Moonbeam Pack until I ran away. I'm 22 years old. I have jet black hair, emerald green eyes and I'm 6'2, I have a naturally lean body and I'm an omega.

My parents and my two older siblings are also omegas. My family and practically everyone in it including my siblings have abused me for as long as I can remember. My parents always called me a mistake saying that they never really wanted me. It honestly hurt to be honest to be called a mistake by your own parents, it breaks you in a certain kind of way. If anyone was angry they would take their anger out on me either by whipping me or punching me, slapping me or they would pretty much throw anything that they could get their hands on in my direction. I never made friends in high school or in primary school because I didn't want anyone to pay attention to me because they would eventually notice the cuts and bruises that I had. During school holidays I would even have broken bones, because that's when the abuse got bad but I luckily finished highschool with good grades. I was forced by my parents to go to the community college though because I had "duties" to do at home.

I was always punished for even the littlest of things. I was always expected to cook even though I have an older sister and my mom practically stayed at home, but I had no choice but to if I wanted to live.

Yesterday I couldn't handle all the abuse anymore so I ran away. I didn't have enough energy though because I had been starved for the past five days prior to that, it was normal for me to be starved by my parents.

I was snapped out of my little reverie by my mate giving me a glass of water. I tried to sit up only to wince in pain from the new and still healing bruises. My mate reached out and helped me to sit up properly so that I could drink my glass of water.

"Thank you." I quietly said to her giving her the glass which she placed on the side table.

I still couldn't believe that I had a mate. My parents always said that I was too worthless to have one and that if I ever did she would probably reject me ,which is something that I was worried about.

"What's your name?" I heard my mate ask as she linked her fingers with mine sending electricity shocks throughout my body.

"My name is Nicholas." I quietly answered, unable to take my eyes off of my mate, she was gorgeous and very tiny probably 5'3.

"I'm Alexa. How old are you?" She asked me.

"22" I simply answered now wondering how old she was because she looked pretty young herself.

"I'm 17 years. You don't have to answer this question if you don't want to but what happened to you?" She asked, I could see concern and curiousity swimming around in her eyes but I just wasn't ready to talk about my past and I hope that she would understand and not feel offended and mostly not get rid of me.

I could feel her looking at me, she probably saw through my actions that I wasn't ready to talk about my life. "Don't worry, there is no rush, you'll tell me whenever you're ready." She said smiling gently at me while twiddling my fingers.

I saw her stifle a yawn before she smiled at me.

"What's your favourite colour?" She asked.

"Grey." I said.

"Mine is white." She responded. "What's your favourite movie?" She asked.

"I haven't watched many movies, but I'll say Jumper I think that's its name." I replied.

"I like tons but for now Leap Year is one of my utmost favourite ones." She replied sounding excited just by talking about it. "Favourite food?" She asked.

"Ribs" I responded.

We continued on like this with her asking me questions and me just answering and then she would also answer the question. Her eyes started to droop and I could tell that she was sleepy and tired, she was after all woken up by my screams in the middle of the night. It is now 3:35 so it makes sense that she was sleepy.

I felt guilty for being inconsiderate and not letting her sleep earlier. "Sleep." I softly, but sternly commanded her as she yawned again. I didn't want her to be sick due to not sleeping enough because of me.

"I'm okay." She said stifling another yawn.

"You're tired." I replied pulling her close to my chest and letting her rest her head on it even if it hurt a little I was willing to make this sacrifice for my mate, I didn't want her to leave so I pulled her towards me making her yelp a little in surprise. I don't know what compelled me to but I gently kissed her forehead before covering her with the blankets.

"Are you okay? I'm not hurting you am I?" She asked looking up at me with eyes full of worry.

"I'm okay, don't worry." I gently said leaning my head on top of hers. I listened to her breathing and waited until her breathing patterns changed signalling that she had fallen asleep. I couldn't help but to caress her face as she slept with her full lips slightly parted open.

She looked gorgeous even when she was asleep, I just couldn't believe that she really was mine, I just hope that she accepts me, her rejecting me would literally lead me to my deathbed.

I know that I'm probably not good enough for her and she could easily find someone else, someone better but I hope that she will choose me over anyone else not because I am her mate but because she loves me for me because I was already in love with her.

I fell into a peaceful, dreamless sleep for the first time in a long time that night and it was all thanks to the presence of my mate, the love of my life, Alexa.