C3 CHAPTER 3

LUCAN'S POV

Son of a bitch! I cursed as I stroll along my driveway. How could I let this shameless man affect me this way?

I wonder when I would overgrow this or rather when it would stop because as far as I know I am very much grown now but yet it still persists. I am presently 22.

Yes I may be the strongest and deadliest alpha but inside me still resides the little traumatized boy that won't let go and I hate how vulnerable I feel each time I gets aggravated.

I also hate how easy I get irritated in some senseless topics that wasn't supposed to. I hate the hurt, hatred and helplessness I feel each time topics of betrayal are brought up.

Not like I can blame my father but I still detest him and I turned out this way all because of him. My mother went through a lot and for that I will never forgive him not even now that he is under the ground.

My family and how I grew up is not worth discussing and I always avoid the topic as much as I can moreover not like I have anyone to share it with. It hurts that I was a product of an illegal relationship of my father.

According to history my grandfather told me, my father and my mother had been in a relationship for all their life that at some point it looked that none of them was given a soul mate.

My parents started dating in their teen years and up till their mid twenties none of them had found their soul mates. Normally when wolves can't find their mates in their packs they travel round the world until they find them but because my father was an alpha he can't leave his pack and his duties.

My mother could leave but her love for my father made her stay, they promised each other forever and she became his Luna. It is unusual but alphas can crown a woman who is not his soul mate his Luna, it's very unusual but it does happen when Alpha can't find his real mate.

Alphas shouldn't go without a mate because a pack without a Luna will always be incomplete. It is the Luna's duty to bring the alpha back to his sanity when he loses it, alphas are known to be more animalistic than the others because of the intense power they naturally possess and this is the main reason he needs his better half to keep him in check.

The Luna is also seen as a mother figure for the pack and no household is complete without a mother so the councils always keep pressurizing the alpha until he crowns someone his own.

To the public, my parent's marriage may look like some political parents but it wasn't. My parents did love each other and the evidence was everywhere in my house especially from the portrait they took together, they looked so happy and fulfilled.

They were the fantasy of many.

They had me a year after and my childhood was almost a blissful one but not until a woman showed up. She was my father's mate and just like that my blissful childhood was ruined.

She was the daughter of a council member and in case you are wondering how my father never met her before, she lived with her mother's family all her life.

I can not blame my father though, when the moon goddess gives one a mate she makes it in such a way that nothing else matters except being close to the mate, loving, caring and protecting him/her. Even though I so much want to blame him I can't, he was only doing what was naturally expected of him.

My mother was dethroned, I was five years old then. Her tears that night has never left my memory since then. She was genuinely happy for my father and wished them well, she introduced me and asked me to love and respect my father's mate but then she went back to our room at downstairs where we now live and hid in the bathroom.

She told me she was bathing but through the rushing water I could hear her embittered cries as she let out her heart. She cursed the moon for hating her so much to make her go through this. I stood at the door listening to her sobs till around midnight when she came out.

After that day my life continued getting worse, my father stopped playing with me always like he used to before. We increased at the dining table and my mother was no longer sitting at my father's right hand, another woman was. Suddenly my father was not only my dad, I got a brother but my mother was never pregnant and the children's room was no longer mine including my toys and others.

My mother was lonely even though I was there, father totally ignored her most of the times as he was so caught up with his new family that we gradually became invisible in the house.

As if that was not enough, the new woman, my now step mother suddenly hated my mother. I could remember her saying some hurtful words to my mother each time she gets the opportunity. On one occasion she hit my mum and when my father intervened he blamed my mother, later on mother skipped dinner out of anger but father never went to ask her to eat.

These and stuffs like that continued and the house kept becoming unbearable as the days goes by.

One day I would never forget was the day my step brother climbed the roof top by God knows how. My mother and I was the first to see him and without thinking twice mother rushed to save him. My step mother was terrified just as I was and with her scream father dashed out of the house just in time to see mother holding the little boy.

She had reached there on time and caught him before he jumped down but the incident was misunderstood and guess what? my sweet step mother who saw everything happened actually turned the story around on my mother trying to throw her child from there.

Father did not ask questions either, he quickly took the child from my mother and before she could explain he gave her two loud slaps that sent her flying to the other side.

He looked at mother with so much detest I had never seen. After that day we moved, my mother and I or rather they moved us. Our things were moved to the boy squatters few meters away from the alpha's house and we started living. I was 7 at this point.