A smirk adorned Theo's lips as he sipped from a glass of pristine red wine while he mingled with his friends. Music filled the ballroom and smiles decorated the face of many. Theo could see his wife from where he stood being the good little hostess he had always been. Offering food and drinks to guests mingling with those who craved the pretty Omegas attention. While doing so he also made sure their children where behaving and doing nothing to embarrasses their father.
Theo was not the only one watching the beauty as he filled his role with such grace and class. Everyone wanted him some had the fortune of knowing what it was like to be with him, even if the Omega did not know this occurred. They admired his body and how perfect it was even after birthing two strong children an Alpha and an Omega. All of them loved him, even if they had not right to. But more than loving him they loved his body and what they could do to it all thanks to Theo.
Harry could feel the eyes of many on him making his skin crawl and filling him with an urge to throw up. However he kept his composure, after all he had never noticed it before. It was only the revelation of the truth that left a scar three inches deep. Over the last week he felt constant disgust for Theo, but more for his body. Knowing he was used like common whore more than once yet never knew made him want to die. Some days the only thing keeping him alive were the children he loved so dearly.
His children. Every fiber in his being had always loved his sweet babies, but things have changes. No longer can he feel the same for his youngest an emotion leaving him depressed and embarrassed. He knew full and well that it was not his little baby's fault but he could not help but feel resentment. His sweetheart was born of the violation to his body, and it felt worse knowing it was by another man and not his husband. The father was someone he did not know but wondered plaguing his mind every time he went to sleep.
Sleep was another thing he feared now. Every time he wondered if it was happening again when he closed his eyes. He wondered if it would ever stop, but he could do nothing. No one would listen to an Omega especially if he was claiming his own husband committed such crimes. He would be exiled that he knew. Leaving him with only so many things he could do. One option was to live his life in fear and possibly be assaulted and abused until he eventually gave up and allowed himself to bleed out.
Option number two was to forget about patience and allow his blood to spill not. To allow his last breath to leave his mouth and grant him freedom. However he could not do that to his sweet loves. One of his biggest fears is that his children were victims as well, but he had no proof. What if his sweet Omega baby was being abused like him. If he was not would he be assaulted if Harry died? Would the evil men and Alphas who did this to him do it to his child. An innocent child that was created by their actions against the child's mother. The thought alone eliminated such ideas from Harry's pretty little head.
Option three was one that weighed heavy within his mind and refused to leave him alone. It seemed like the best solution. He would be safe. His children would be safe, and just punishment would fall upon the evil. Safety could be once more be found within his own home and he would no longer suffer the pain the man who promised to love him inflicted upon him. Betraying his trust and piercing his heart leaving it to bleed. An issue did arise though, and issue that made Harry sick. Despite what he dad Harry still loved him.
Even with the challenge Harry needed to overcome he knew something needed to be done and option three was the best one. Theo had enemies the situation was possible, no one would think such an innocent Omega could do something so horrific. Everything lined up and Harry would harder his heart and ignore to the best of his ability that he loved an Alpha who was consumed by evil and has hurt him over and over again. If only to protect his sweet Omega son from the pain that was inflicted on him.
With a sweet smile on his face Harry walked over to his husband. He ignored the looks his husband's friends grave him. Looks heavy with hunger and lust leaving his skin feeling dirty. Reigniting the urge to burn his skin in order to shed it. In order to rid him of the feeling of a thousand hands touching him and a thousand lips kissing his skin. He wanted to cry, but Theo could not know the pain that was hidden. His secrets must stay concealed if he wanted his plan to become fruitful.
"Would you like another drink love?" Harry asked sweetly as he placed his delicate hands on Theo's chest. A smile on his face that made many hearts melt and many feel lust. Harry knew this, he would use this.
"That would be lovely my dear," Theo responded smugly. Despite letting his friends use his wife's body they would never have this. They would never have the sweet Omega as their wife and would only ever know him as a whore.
"Does anyone else need more wine?" Harry asked turning to face his attackers who were all flocked around his husband. Many said yes and nodded, much to Harry's satisfaction.
"I shall go fetch another bottle from the cellar," Harry said before softly kissing his husbands lips. His last kiss with the man he both hated and loved with all his heart. When the kiss was ended he left towards the cellar, a place where he would get his needed privacy. As he walked his heart beat hard in his chest and he felt a little breathless. He would actually be going through with it, to protect his baby.
When he got to the cellar he grabbed a new bottle and opened it. His hands shook as a pulled a vile from the pocket within his dress. He held his breath afraid he would inhale the smallest amount of it and die. Carefully he poured cyanide into the bottle. The cork was pushed back into the bottle. He shook it the cyanide mixed with the sweet wine. Step one was done. Not to put the blood of evil on his hands and prevent them from hurting any other Omegas. Even if killing his husband was not an action he wished to take. The risk that he could hurt Harry's child overpowered it and he walked back up to the party.
"I've returned," Harry said as be pulled the cork from the bottle in-front of the men and Alphas. Carefully he poured the crimson liquid in their cups. They sipped from their glasses. Their mouths foamed, they dropped. Harry screamed, he hugged his children. He did it for them, he was just. It was no his fault, he needed to keep his baby safe. The blood on his hands was not out of evil it was out of the protection he felt as a mother.
In all black Harry stood and watched as his husband was lowered into the ground. Tears fell from his eyes, an Alpha came up beside him. An Alpha who was his friend, Hermione Granger. She hugged him his Omega body being dwarfed by hers. He felt safe and cared for. Unknown to him a set of memories was still set lock and key, after all she would never let someone like Theo hide the evidence of her crimes.