Chapter 5

Dimitri

As soon as the office door closed behind that girl, my daughter, I slumped back in my chair, and

sighed. That was the first time she has looked me in the eyes in years. I can't remember the last time

I saw her face, and her eyes. I forgot how much she looks like her mother, my fated mate. The

woman I loved more than anything in the world. She had been my everything for the short time we

had together. After Brinna died I couldnt bare being around our daughter for long. She was like her

mother in everyway. It killed me.

Her being an Omega was only an excuse to get her away from me. The older she got the more she

reminded me of Brinna, and I just couldn't take it. Her not being in the same living quarters as

myself helped me a lot. It removed the main reminder of the mate I had loved, and lost all too soon.

It was easier for me, and I didn't even think about how it might have effected her. It didn't matter to

me.

Aurora didn't help matters either. She hated my daughter being in our living quarters. She said it

wasn't fair to her, or our family to have a reminder of the woman that tore us apart for 4 years living

in the same home. She went as far as to turn our sons against their own sister. Jax excluded as he

still did his best for my daughter, Colby completely ignored her, and Braxton. Well Braxton was

down right mean to his own sister. I guess it didn't help that I never stepped in to stop any of it, but

I was dealing with my own grief. I couldn't deal with their nonsense too.

I figured moving my daughter out of our living quarters would be what was best for her, and would

protect her from the hate she was living with. After seeing her face today, I'm starting to wonder if

that was the truth. I didn't acknowledge the bruise of the cut on her cheek, but I saw it none the

less. I don’t know where it came from, but I definitely saw it. I will admit that I had never seen any

one abuse her until the day John raised a hand to her. I admit that I should have stepped in, but I

just didn't. I didn’t want to show her any favoritism or kindness for worry about how Aurora would

react.

I will also admit that I have heard all of the women in the house scream at, and belittle her, but I

didn't feel it was my place to step in. She's an Omega. She had responsibilities, and expectations.

Just like the rest of us. If she couldn't stick to them, then she deserved punishment.

With another sigh, I leaned forward toward my desk, and opened the folder again. I quickly scanned

over everything in it. She hadn't been lying. She had maintained a 4.0 GPA all thru school. She also

had multiple, glowing recommendations from teachers, and nurses. I had no idea that my daughter

was so intelligent, caring, kind, and well respected outside of this house.

Flipping the folder closed I opened the right top drawer of my desk that I usually keep locked.

Before dropping the folder into it, I looked down, and saw the photo I kept there of Brinna. My

Brinna. It was from the day our daughter was born. She was glowing, holding our little girl in her

arms. Smiling from ear to ear. I was right beside her, grinning wide, with my arm around her, and my

big hand at the back other our daughter's tiny head.

"Oh Brinna. What have I done? What do I do about our daughter?” I asked the picture quietly.

I knew I would get no response, but still I looked at the picture. I studied Brinna’s beautiful face, and

my heart pinched. Even 15 years later, I still miss her. I miss the life we had together. I miss the life

we would have had together if not for the car accident. With another sigh I place the photo back in

the drawer, and place the folder on top of it. Just as I closed the drawer, and locked it, my office

door opened. I looked up to see Aurora enter my office.

“Hello Aurora. I thought you were having dinner with everyone else to celebrate Fiona's graduation.”

I asked, watching her walk around my desk.

In her younger years Aurora was beautiful. She had gorgeous blonde hair, and the perfect color

hazel eyes. Her face was fresh, and young. She was tall, with elegance, and grace. These days she

looked less and less put together. She also looked more and more angry each day. I knew that had

a lot to do with me. I haven't touched her in years, beyond the casual.

Honestly I can't stomach it, and haven't been able to for years. I had never planned to take her back,

but I did for our sons, and because I felt my daughter needed a mother. I thought Aurora would be

good mother to her as she was with our sons. I thought she would love my daughter because she

had always talked about wanting a daughter. Sadly that was never the case. She only did what was

required, until my daughter was move out of our quarters. By that point I hadn't touched her in 7

years.

The reason for that comes down to Braxton. She does not know that I know that he is not my son. I

discovered this several months after his birth. When he was born I found it strange that he did not

look like our other two sons. He was even born with blonde hair instead of brown like Jax, and

Colby. She explained it away that it would eventually fall out, and become brown like the rest of us.

After several months, he features, and hair color did not change. Finally one day I did a paternity

test in secret. I was not surprised when it turned out he was not mine. Braxton also scents as a

regular wolf. He does not have Beta blood which is why he is not being trained as a Beta. At that

point I couldn't bring myself to kick her out. I couldn't do that to Jax, Colby, or my daughter so I

kept it quiet. I haven't touched her since.

What none of them know is that once Braxton is 18, and has graduated high school, if he graduates,

I am ending my relationship with Aurora permanently. She thinks I don't know that she has been

cheating on me all of these years. She has tried to turn me into a laughing stock among our pack.

What she does not know is that the ones she sleeps with (and there are multiple) have my

permission to do so. They are aware that I do not want her, and she is still in my home only because

of Braxton. Like it or not I have raised him as my son his whole life. He is conceited little asshole,

who brags about the Beta blood he does not have to every one, forgetting, everyone can scent that

he is not. Then again he may not even be aware that he is not of Beta blood. I doubt his mother has

told him the truth, nor will she ever, With his behavior it would not surprise me if he attempts to

challenge Jax for the Beta position when he comes of age. He will lose badly if he does as Jax is

most definitely mine, and a strong Beta.

Jax I am certain is mine. The only one I am unsure of at times is Colby. He has the scent of a Beta,

but it's not as strong as mine or even as Jax. I also know that he will never challenge Jax for the Beta

position, as Jax has wiped the floor with Colby on multiple occasions over the years. At this point I

can only hope that two of my three sons are mine. I'll never know though because I can't bring

myself to ask Colby to do a paternity test now. It would break his heart, and potentially make him

hate his mother. As much as she disgusts me, I can't let her children hate her.

Aurora pulls me from my thoughts as she starts to walk toward me in a manner that I assume is

meant to be seductive. When she is close enough for me to scent her it takes all I have not to

cringe. She has some how managed to come up with a watered down version of my Brinna’s scent

of calla lilies, and strawberries. It's awful. Especially mixed with her own natural scent of cinnamon,

and cloves.

“Well my love. I thought since everyone is out for the evening, we could go up to our room, I could

cook us dinner, and we could connect the way we used to. That you could finally put your mark

back on me.” Aurora purrs, as she leans over me when I push away from my desk, trying to get away

from the smell of her.

I do my best not to gag at the thought of her cooking, as my wolf rolls his eyes in my head. My wolf,

Damion has not liked Aurora from the start, and never even tried to bond with her wolf. He says her

wolf is annoying, and stuck up. She, like Aurora thinks she is more than what she is, simply because

of her relationship with me. I push my chair back, and stand as Aurora attempts to straddle me.

"As much as I appreciate the offer, I still have a great deal of work to catch up on from being gone

most of the day, for your niece's graduation.” Silently I add, and my daughter's.

"Oh. I miss you Demi. We never spend time together. I miss feeling you in me, and on me. I miss

your mark on me.” Aurora pouts at me.

Resisting the urge, again to gag, and roll my eyes, I reply, “I'm very sorry dear, but duty calls. Why

don't you call some of your lady friends, and go have a drink together?”

“Fine, but please make sure to join me in our bed tonight. I'll be ready, willing, and waiting for my

Beta to claim me.”

"Yup."

I watch as Aurora walks out with an over exaggerated swing of her hips. Flopping back down in my

chair, I growl. I pinch the bridge of my nose. One of the biggest mistakes of my life was ever being

with that woman, and taking her back. I should have never taken her back. I never did remark her. I

just couldn't do it. No one deserved that mark after my Brinna was gone. Aurora has brought it up

so many times, we've even fought about it, but I always used the loss of that bond as the reason not

to. The truth was I couldn't stomach marking her. I should have listened to Damion from the

beginning.

"About time you admit I was right.” Damion growled at me.

"Yes, yes I know. But if I hadn't we wouldn't have Jax, and Colby."

“Don’t you dare bring up that conceited little bastard Braxton. He is NOT ours. I knew it from the

moment that whore said she was pregnant. She smelled different than she did with the other two.”

"Why did you never say anything?”

“I tried. You wouldn't listen.”

“I'm sorry.”

“Now we're going to have a conversation about the way you talked to our little girl pup today.”

“No!”

"Yes!"

“No Damion!”

"Yes we are. What you did today was wrong! She has a hard enough life, and gets hurt enough. You

just added to it. You broke her hope. She didn't deserve that.”

“Damion enough.” I snapped, and blocked him out.

With a sigh, I got back to work, and did my best to ignore the folder in my drawer showing just how

well intelligent and like her mother my daughter is.