Page 56 of Perfectly Knot


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“I’ll make it up to you when we’re done.” Julian chuckled at Xavier, who brightened under the comment.

Poor Xavier. He held so much inside and acted as if the worst would always happen. My gaze lifted to Elias, and he nodded subtly at me, as if knowing what I’d already been thinking.

“We both will.” I smiled and reached my arm out toward my dark angel.

His face softened as he sank down into the tile floor beside the bathtub. Taking my hand into his much larger one, he lifted it to his lips then placed it against his heart. “Thank you, Alena.”

Tears threatened to spill from my eyes as I blinked rapidly to keep them at bay. “Thank you, Xavy.”

“Julian is the only one who’s ever given me a nickname. I like you calling me that too.”

This giant of a man with a penchant for knives was going to break my heart.

Elias laid a hand on Xavier’s shoulder. “Why don’t you tell her, brother?”

“Tell me what?” I bristled, stiffening against Simon.

“Woah, love.” Simon kissed my temple and tangled his fingers through my hand under the water. “Nothing bad.”

“Depends on who you ask,” Xavier muttered under his breath. “My past isn’t pretty, Princess, and I hadn’t intended on telling you.”

My brow furrowed and my lips parted as hurt spiked through me like a knife straight to the chest.

“Alena, don’t look at me like that. That didn’t come out the way I meant it. I told you a little bit of my past, but not all of it. It isn’t something I’m proud of, and the only ones who’ve ever known the full story are the three guys in this room.”

“You need to open yourself up, Xavy.” Julian reached out and touched Xavier, turning his face toward his. “Alena told us of her past and the only thing it changed was we loved her even more.”

“Nothing you say will change how I feel.” My voice was hoarse and riddled with emotion. Julian hit the nail on the head. They hadn’t judged me or thought anything differently of me when I told them my past. Xavier sharing his truth would only make me love him more.

Xavier cleared his throat as his thumb continued to brush across my knuckles. “My childhood wasn’t pleasant. I was born the son of a violated omega and my mother hated every breath I took.”

My heart broke even further for the small dark-haired child he was. The rejection of a mother’s love was something I knew intimately, but his went beyond even the traumas of my own past.

“My father force mated her. Bred her every chance he got, but I was the only child that actually survived. I was abused by both of them, although as I grew wise and kept my mouth shut, they mostly ignored me.” His eyes fluttered shut, and he sucked in a harsh breath. “I wish they would have kept ignoring me. But they didn’t. When I was eight, my father found out my mother had been trying to escape him. He couldn’t have that.”

He paused and the bathroom fell eerily silent as he gathered his strength for the next words. “He killed her, then he came for me. Couldn’t have her tainted blood anywhere in the house, even if it was what ran in my veins.”

Elias moved to sit against the vanity, his leg touching Xavier’s in a small show of strength. Julian has his arm draped over his shoulders as his fingers danced in a comforting rhythm.

“He didn’t expect me to fight back, but I’d hidden a switchblade I’d stolen from his desk. I stabbed him in the throat as he tried to strangle me.”

Bile rose in my throat at the thought of an eight-year-old having to defend his own life like that. Yet another failing of our alpha and omega society.

“My uncle found me covered in my father’s blood, his corpse cold on my bedroom floor. I still remember how the blood smelled. Metallic. Wrong. My uncle was no better than my father, but he had a special set of skills. He was a trained assassin for high-ranking members of Society. And after that day, that was what I would become.”

A sob wrenched free as tears poured down my face, unable to hold back the torrent of emotions at the pain of Xavier’s past.

I tried to hide my face, but Xavier leaned over the edge of the tub and took my cheeks in his large, callused hands. “Don’t cry for me, Princess.” His brow furrowed as those obsidian eyes danced over my face. “My past is long behind me. Elias and his family rescued me from that hell and you’re bringing me further into the light everyday you spend with us.”

“I’m so sorry for what you had to go through. The things you’ve seen and experienced.” My circle surrounded Xavier and me, each male touching both of us as emotions battered through our bodies.

“You’re the light, love,” Simon whispered tenderly in my ear. “For all of us.”

“Every time you smile, it’s like the sun is warming our skin.” Xavier leaned in and kissed me gently. “Now, can we move on from the sappy shit? Simon, play with her tits while Julian teases her pussy.”

“Bossy much?” I started laughing, but broke off into a groan as Simon’s hands cupped my breasts and pulled my nipples between his strong fingers. Julian shuffled, arranging my feet so that my thighs were spread wide.

“Hmm…” Xavier hummed. “Might not be the best position, and she’s underwater.”

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