POSSESSION: The Hidden Omega In All Alphas' Academy [BL]-Chapter 165: Shattered Innocent Heart

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[Flashback : 13 Years Ago]

"Zenith?"

A meek, familiar feminine voice from behind winced little Zenith, making him reluctantly turn around with his tear soaked face. His dark onyx eyes narrowed when he saw Vanessa, dolled up in a pretty black gown which seemed a bit more lavish compared to an appropriate outfit for a funeral meeting inside the mountain shrine.

Approaching closer, amidst countless VIPs keenly gazing at them, she knelt in front of Zenith and tried to wipe his eyes with her silk handkerchief, with a small somber smile.

"I know the pain you’re going through, Zenith. But if you keep crying like this, your Mommy won’t be able to rest at peace. Perhaps if she hadn’t done drugs, you would’ve still been able to be with her for a long time. But even if she’s gone, now, I am here with you. Zenith, you’re alone—"

"NO!!" But before she could finish consoling him, Zenith smacked away her handkerchief and growled with a painful wail, "Stop lying about my Mommy! She never liked taking medicines...she can’t do drugs... I refuse to believe this! All of you are lying about her! All of you—"

"You better stop throwing your silly tantrums in front of the public, Zenith."

But before his broken rumble could finish, a cold menacing voice right behind Vanessa flinched everyone, including Zenith whose entire body shuddered from dread. He knew this voice very well, no one other than his father Dolemort whom he didn’t see shed a single tear for his poor mother throughout her funeral.

Wearing a long black oversize coat, elegantly groomed Dolemort calmly stood up to Vanessa who slowly stood up from the ground after he arrived.

With his piercing ash-brown eyes glaring at the handkerchief Zenith tossed away, Dolemort marched a little closer to his son and held up his overwhelming appearance to scare him even more as he uttered.

"I didn’t bring you here to deal with your tantrums, Zenith. You’re the son of a public figure, so you better behave when I have already gone through the trouble to bring you here."

"T-Then let me go home! I don’t want to be here! I won’t pray to Moon Goddesses! Tell her to give Mommy back!" Gritting his jaws, even though child Zenith was scared by his menacing aura, he still held his head high up to meet Dolemort’s piercing gaze before declaring his wishes aloud.

"Please don’t scold him, he looks really disturbed already—" Before Vanessa could finish her humble appeal, Dolemort lifted his hand up as a gesture for her to stay silent and not intervene when both the Agastya bloods were confronting each other.

As Dolemort tried to move closer towards Zenith, panicking inside to watch that little child get more anxious, Mr. Clark quickly shielded Zenith from him by blocking him with his big figure, with a nervous plea towards him, "Master, please would you let me take him home when he doesn’t want to be here—"

"Don’t butt in when I am talking to my son, Clark. You are crossing the line." But once again with a hoarse grunt towards Mr. Clark, Dolemort literally forced him to step aside from shielding Zenith, against his wish. With a heavy heart, when Mr. Clark was about to move, Zenith’s trembling little hands clenched onto the hem of his suit, as he murmured in a tearful voice, "D-Don’t go...M-Mr.Clark..."

However, forcibly yanking his small hand which was holding onto his coat, Dolemort intently pressed Zenith’s hand around his wrist, using his brute force to make sure it would leave a bruise on his porcelain white skin!

Despite writhing in pain, Zenith glowered at his father with his tearful onyx eyes without letting a whimper out. After a brief silence, Dolemort glared intensely into his dark eyes before he grumbled, "I hate your eyes...they look exactly similar to your late mother."

"A-And I...I hate that I l-look like you, Dad. I wish...I could have looked like Mommy..."

With a grit on his jaws, when Zenith firmly answered him, Dolemort let out a small chuckle after he clenched his little arm even tighter than before, as he whispered in a low voice.

"Your attitude and your appearance truly defines that you’re my son, Zenith. There’s no doubt about it. But how about behaving with a bit of courtesy when we are in public? It’s especially important now because you’re about to become a big brother soon."

All of a sudden, like several lightning jolts of thunder wrecked Zenith’s innocent heart into shreds, leaving him spellbound at the unexpected revelation. Not only him, but Mr. Clark was also stunned by his words, rolling his gaze at Dolemort in utmost disbelief.

Since he intentionally lowered his voice to make sure none of the VIPs in close proximity to them would be able to hear him, since it wasn’t a public announcement.

But whispering to Zenith, Dolemort let go of his arm and glanced at Mr. Clark’s shocked pale face next to him before he whispered once again.

"Vanessa is pregnant with my child, Mr. Clark. I have already imprinted her since she’s my fated pair. So make sure you take extra good care of your new Madam whenever I am not around the mansion. I will make a public announcement very soon, along with announcing my wedding date with her."

The more Dolemort brazenly commanded Mr. Clark, the more hearing to that disgusting secret ripped Zenith’s heart into countless pieces.

All he could reminisce in his wrecked mind was Zorina’s smiling face when she used to express her keen wish to Zenith, how deliberately she wanted to carry another child so that Zenith would be able to become a good big brother one day.

Her long yearned wish came true, but at what cost?

While Mr. Clark struggled to process the shocking truth and answer his Master, Zenith rolled his dark eyes at Vanessa who was turning flustered after she heard him.

By then, Zenith had already understood that this young woman was the reason why his mother left him all alone behind.

She was able to snatch him from his poor mother who had sincerely loved his bastard father, only because she had the privilege to be his fated mate?

Damn this mate bond!

Especially now, there was no way Zenith could endure his burning rage anymore after hearing his father’s brazen declaration.

However, holding his tranquil appearance, Dolemort lifted his gaze down at Zenith and meeting his glowering eyes, he smirked confidently, "You better learn how to behave yourself if you want to be appreciated as my son, Zenith. Now that I will obtain another heir, if you still keep up with your arrogance, I might not think twice before tossing you aside...just like I did it to your Mom."

"KRIK..." Zenith gritted his jaws so hard from the flaring rage burning in his heart that it made an odd sound, but Dolemort was too prideful to even pay any attention to his gesture.

In his eyes, Zenith was just a small futile child who was whining after losing his mother. But only at the age of 7, having his heart brutally shattered by his own father’s cruel words, Zenith rage had turned menacing like a viper who was ready to strike back after he was hurt.

Finishing his words, Dolemort turned around and walked ahead along with Vanessa a few more steps. She seemed very pleased with his decision, smiling tenderly at Dolemort, however a few more times Vanessa did glance at Zenith with a concerned face by turning around.

When they had walked ahead a bit further, swallowing his pained tears, Mr. Clark patted on his small shoulders while trying to comfort Zenith, "Let’s go ahead, Young Master. You shall perform the rituals which you’re supposed to do here for your mother."

"Yes..." Zenith had stopped tearing up by now, but his small dark onyx eyes retained a fiery gaze towards both Dolemort and Vanessa ahead of them.

Soon they joined along with the other VIPs who were awaiting them, and Vanessa naturally walked a little slowly behind while Dolemort was ahead, chatting with all those people surrounding him.

And this was the perfect chance!

As if Zenith could feel his heart suddenly throbbed very fast and something inside his chest formed a twist knot, making a voice echo in his head when he felt confused at the sudden change in his body.

"Your gifted ability is super strength. You may use that now."

The voice was cold and sounded quite scary while echoing in his ears. Zenith knew he was too young to awaken his wolf, but strangely enough, with that voice he felt completely liberated of the fear of Dolemort which was consuming his innocent soul until now.

Feeling a rush of excitement, suddenly Zenith let go of his grip from Mr. Clark’s hand and started running ahead desperately, holding a vicious glare in his dark eyes.

"Young Master? Where are you running off too?"

As much as Mr. Clark panicked by his sudden act, before he could realise, Zenith had already set his eyes on his first prey...

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Author’s Note: Thank you my darling Daoist3U9MFz for the GT. I am really sorry for lack of double Chapters, but I need to look after my old Mom since she’s completely dependent on me now.🥹 I hope all of you will keep loving me like this. Hoping to mass release for you all very soon!