Prologue

Ethan was only five years old when he knew what it was like to be alone. His father, Alan, barely gave him a glance, and when he did, it was only disappointment. Becoming his pride would have been his greatest childhood dream come true, but for Alan, that little omega boy was never enough. To the alpha, Ethan was weak, insignificant, a shadow compared to the older sons he had with other women. An omega son instead of an alpha or even a beta was the ultimate disgrace for an alpha like him, a shame that sullied his lineage.

Only the little boy's mother, Tahu, gave him love and comfort. She was his light, his refuge, his safe place in the midst of that stormy life. But even that light was cruelly extinguished by Alan when, in a ruthless act, he ended Tahu's life in front of Ethan's eyes.

The boy was barely three years old when he saw his beloved mother, his angel, collapse lifeless before his eyes without him being able to do anything to save her no matter how hard he tried; after all... what could a child do against the anger of an adult?

Two years later, the day came that would condemn him to live in darkness forever. Alan, upset by his omega son's disobedience, dragged him into a cold, gloomy room full of tools that the boy did not fully understand, but that he learned to fear over time and with the use of them.

“Let’s see how much this hurts. Will you help me find out, my dear son?” Alan said in a cynical tone that chilled Ethan’s blood. The hard way, he had learned that tone of voice never meant anything good.

He tied him to a worn wooden table and took a small jar filled with special powder. The boy cried, begging his father to let him go, to forgive him for any offense he might have done, but his tears did nothing but amuse Alan, who only laughed before continuing. The adult alpha forced the boy’s eyes open and dropped a fine powder on them.

“D-Dad… I-I swear I won’t do any mischief… I-I won’t be disobedient anymore…

The pain was immediate. It burned as if a thousand needles pierced his pupils. Ethan screamed in desperation, writhing painfully against the straps that kept him immobile. He tried and tried, but his childish strength was not enough. After a few minutes, everything vanished for him.

When he woke up, he was no longer tied up. He thought he had bandages covering his eyes because he could not see anything, but when he brought his small hands to his face, he realized that was not the case. There was nothing there, yet he could not see anything.

That was the day the light disappeared from the world.