Unveiling a Broken Alpha's Heart

Blaze's expression turned cold and sad as he continued, recounting Kayden's past. My anger flared, echoing Zadie's fury at the abuse inflicted on Kayden by his own mother.

"He was abused, as you saw today. When the rogues burned down the pack house and kidnapped Kayden, Ouranos went after them. He was outnumbered and ended up slipping into a coma. With Kayden being so young, he couldn't be the alpha just yet. Yvette had to rule the pack herself but decided to use alcohol as a way to cope," Blaze explained. "Her mate was in a coma-like state, and one day, she just snapped. She slapped Kayden when she was drunk but apologized. Soon after, it became a daily thing. Once it became a habit, she stopped apologizing and didn't see anything wrong with it. Now, she sees it as a benefiting punishment for Kayden and blames him for Ouranos's undoing."

My anger surged, my eyes swirling black, but I forced myself to stay calm, knowing we needed to be rational and focus on helping Kayden recover.

"Why would she blame Kayden? That wasn't his fault. He was a kid who got kidnapped. You don't see him waving a flag around saying he wants to be taken away, do you?" I seethed.

Blaze shook his head, explaining the twisted logic behind Yvette's actions. I was sickened by her unfounded blame on an innocent child.

"Also, you're telling me that you left me in the dark because I wouldn't be able to take that Kayden was getting abused by his mother and Ouranos is currently in a coma?" I asked, my disbelief evident.

Blaze nodded.

I sighed heavily, finally taking a seat. "I know you were thinking of my well-being, but I could have stepped in to help Kayden. You know I would have!"

He defended their actions, emphasizing how difficult it was to intervene in such a hostile environment within the pack.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound so harsh. It's just... even I couldn't help him. I was ordered to ignore Kayden's suffering. My wolf had to obey her, and to this day, I wish I did more," Blaze admitted, a hint of remorse in his eyes.

Frustration and helplessness overwhelmed me. "No, you're right. What you said made sense. How can I help Kayden when Yvette could have just ordered me to do the unspeakable thing to him?"

He smiled, relieved that I understood the complexity of the situation. As our conversation neared its end, I asked, "Was this all you needed to tell me?"

"Yes. If I remember anything else, I'll let you know."

Waving him goodbye, I expressed my gratitude. "Thank you." It was time to focus on helping Kayden heal and reclaim his life from the trauma of his past.

...

Hearing what had happened, I couldn't comprehend the depths of cruelty exhibited by Luna Yvette towards her own son and the tragedy that had befallen Ouranos. It was difficult to reconcile the image of the once strong and admirable Luna Yvette with the abusive person she had become. Witnessing what she had done to Kayden only fueled my hatred towards her.

I needed to see Kayden.

'Then see our mate. No one is stopping us,' Zadie urged, echoing my own desire.

Soon, I found myself in Kayden's room. Quietly sitting on the edge of his bed, I watched him as he slept, his chest rising and falling in a peaceful rhythm. His innocent snores brought a small smile to my face. Examining his arms, I noticed the bruises were fading, and the minor cuts were healing rapidly. However, he seemed to be struggling in his sleep, plagued by a nightmare.

I reached out, running my fingers gently through his short hair, attempting to soothe his troubled dreams. He tensed momentarily but soon relaxed as the sparks between us provided comfort.

As I tenderly caressed his cheek, a resolve formed within me. I vowed to hold accountable everyone who had inflicted pain on him. Witnessing his current state only solidified my determination.

I would protect Kayden and stand by his side, helping him recover and regain his strength.

No matter the cost.