Chapter 17 Never Alone.

“And that is why werewolves need their symbol, their symbol represents their identity and status,” Dexter says to the kids, their eyes are lit from excitement after listening to their father turn the history of the werewolves into a bedtime story.

Neo begins to yawn, his arms and legs stretched as he cuddles warmly under the blanket, I prepare to take over from Dexter who’s slowly rising from the bed.

“But papa,” Ash calls out, holding onto the hem of Dexter’s shirt and tugging him until Dexter sighs before he turns to face, “earlier, grandpa mentioned an Omega and you did so too in your story, so I was wondering if we’re omega’s doesn’t that mean we’re inferior,” he asks.

At that moment, Dexter and I exchanged glances with a look of shock on our faces, we were not prepared for that question.

“Sweetheart…” I call out to Ash, ready to put an end to his questions and have him go to bed when his father signals me to stop.

He sits back on the bed, his entire weight crushing the bed until