Yeon's POV
Yujun's head on my lap feels homely, like he's seeking the comfort of a mother, not a head omega or a luna, but a mother.
I didn't want to break the heart of the precious omega, but he needs to wake up, life is more cruel than he is willing to accept.
He has more than just himself and the battle with the demons in his head to worry about, any mistake he makes now can cost him the innocent pup he just had.
He shudders with his tears, and I run my hand through his silky hair as I remember my past, the way I had no one but me to fight with.
The memory doesn't have any power over me, but I still remember it all, the large alpha sweating over me, his rotten breath stealing my own breath as he shoves himself into me, the tight shiny new toy.
I remember pulling out the keys hanging on his belt and jamming it into his neck, ending his life, saving mine for the first time.
