The Omegas Second Chance

Shayna "This is so sigma, mom!" Miles said as he wiggled the box he held in his arms. The keys to our new house jingled in my hands, but I just stared at the building that would be our new home. I was under no impression that our house was in perfect condition. I knew it wasn’t. We weren’t going to be living in the lifestyle we were used to but at this point anything was better than where we were. I shuttered at the memories that threatened to take over my mind and took a deep breath. I looked at the peeling paint on the front steps. The loose wooden boards that I made a mental note to try to fix in the upcoming days while we got settled in. Part of my soul ached at the train wreck I knew i was providing for my son but I wasn’t willing to go back and beg for help. I wasn’t willing to put ourselves in that toxic situation again. I knew Miles meant well. I knew he understood very well what was happening and was simply trying to help ease the tension and the burden the situation that we all knew was pressing down on me. "Come on mom! Let’s get this stuff inside. You promised we could get pizza after this!" He urged and part of me smiled at how he could still laugh and think of the positives after everything we’ve been through. The bruise on my wrist ached and the red marks on my neck were still angry and very visible despite the copious amounts of makeup I caked on them. I raised my sunglasses to the top of my head and heaved a sigh before jogging up the steps to unlock the doors to our new house for the foreseeable future. The door creaked open and I cringed at the loud shriek the hinges made. "I think there’s some WD-40 in the car! I can fix that." I smiled and put my hands on my son's shoulder. Ever so helpful. His eyes flickered to my neck and I saw his jaw tick and his body wince. I hated the fact that he had to save me that night, that I put him in that situation but my grandmother told me to keep looking forward and not focus on the things I cannot change. That was why I was here in the first place. She convinced me that I deserve better, that we deserve more than the hurt and shitty hand we’ve been dealt. We carried the few loads of boxes that we could fit into our SUV into the house. There was a sofa that had a few rips and tears in the fabric, a table with two chairs and a wood burning furnace. There were a few other pieces of furniture all in varying conditions, but it was workable, fixable. I looked around further and inspected our home for the foreseeable future. I noted the cracks in the paint and the dust along the walls and trim. All things I could fix, all things I would fix. I would make this place a home. "Alright, take your stuff to your room. I'll work on ordering a pizza." Miles smiled and nodded while grabbing his duffle bag and one of the boxes and carrying it down the hallway to one of the two bedrooms we had. I sat on the sofa and pulled out my notepad from my purse and crossed off a few items from my list before I got to ordering the food my growing son needed. Leave Get moved into the new house Let my wolf out for a much needed run Three things. There were only three things on my to do list. Granted I had a lot more to do than that but this was my overall goals. I made a mental note to get groceries and get miles enrolled into the local high school. I wondered if it was still the same as when I attended it so many years ago. I had so many plans for my life. Graduate high school, go to college, find love. As it turns out, good things generally don’t happen to me. Yes, I have Mile,s but the torment that I went through from the moment my mating was arranged until yesterday was traumatic. I always thought I could grow to love Derek. I never wanted to marry him in the first place, but I always did what I was told. I was never able to say no. Constantly the people pleaser and the soft-hearted girl who so desperately wanted her parent's approval. When Derek's parents approached my family for an agreement, they immediately jumped to selling me off. I was obedient and followed the rules so naturally I was the ‘right’ choice for them. Our parents were extremely close and Derek had been searching for a wife. Little did I know he had no intention on honoring the vows he was apparently searching for. But I swallowed my pride and I married him to win my parents grace. To his credit, Derek seemed kind at first. He was handsome, charming, and polite. He took me on dates, he held doors for me, he provided the bare minimum. But the moment the ink was dry on the marriage certificate and his canines buried in my neck on our ceremony night, his personality had taken a drastic turn. "Mom?" Miles's voice had pulled me from my memories, and I jolted at the sudden intrusion. The sadness in my son's face at my learned behavior broke my heart a little more than it already was. I wondered how much more of it there was to break. I didn’t mean to flinch when I heard his voice. I knew my son would never hurt me. My son saved me, but it was a learned behavior and one I was finding very hard to break. "You okay? You were just staring off into space. You want me to order the pizza?" I looked down at the phone in my hand and the take out menu I had pulled up on the browser. I mentally crunched numbers. I didn’t have access to any money, only what I was able to grab before fleeing from our home. Derek never let me have any access to funds. When it was time for grocery shopping he gave me exact change for what was needed. When things needed to be purchased, it was with his explicit permission. Twenty dollars for a large pizza. I swallowed roughly. That would be enough to feed Miles alone. The rumble in my belly made itself known. I would be okay. For now. I would start my new job soon and things would get better. They had to. "No, no. I got it, baby. Did you get everything in your room okay?" I asked and he nodded. "Good. Meat lovers with extra cheese and peppers, right?" When he gave me his deadpan stare I laughed. Truly laughed. His face brightened and he joined in too. "As if I could forget your favorite pizza." I said, and his blue eyes crinkled in the corners as he smiled. I called the closest pizza shop and made our order before tossing my phone onto the table in front of me. Miles started tossing a ball up in the air and catching it, trying to occupy himself. I made a mental note to go visit grandma soon. She was never in agreement with the arranged mating with Derek and had decided to stay in our hometown. My parents practically shunned her for it but she was persistent about staying in our lives, well, my life. I pulled some bills out of my wallet and put them on the table next to the door and looked towards my son. "Cash for the pizza is here. They said it should be here soon. I am going to bring my stuff to my room and maybe try to shower. Can you handle taking care of the pizza guy if he comes before I get out and maybe start unpacking a box for me?" When he nodded I leaned down and kissed the crown of his head which he feverently wipes away with mock disgust. I smiled as I walked off to find my room and take a much needed shower and 20 minutes to decompress and wash off the old life. I wanted to be ready to start new and nothing felt better than a skin melting hot shower and just 20 minutes of alone time.