Because I am a very bitter boy when it comes to fictional characters, and stories that make them very two dimensional.
It had been two days since Arthur last saw his mate, and the bitter after taste in his brain when he referred to that wretched man- no. Monster.
The monster had fucked him only once during his heat, after knocking him around because he forgot to call a fucking nanny to take their beautiful, perfect, sweet boy Peter away. After he had his fill, he up and left, leaving the omega to deal with a painful, but blessedly short heat.
Once he had gotten out of the mind-numbing state, he packed what he could and left his shared home, fleeing to the only place that was safe for him; temporarily at least.
"O-Oh mon dieu...what has he done to you!" Francis, Arthur's life time best friend, cried in shock as he saw the look on his best friends face.
Arthur grimaced at the volume, gently rocking his two year old back to sleep as he stirred.
Francis had taken noticed and gave a quick apologetic look to the omega as he lowered his voice.
"Come, come, lie the petit garçon down so I can look at you."
Arthur nodded, slowly walking in, trying not to let his limp be any more visible than it already was, not ready to fully show the effect of the beating and rape he'd experienced by the monster. He carefully lowered his son onto the nearest couch, biting his lower lip fiercely in the pain that shot through his spine, protesting the movement. A quick peck of his forehead was given before he rose, still fighting back a pained whimper.
The alpha was ready to murder Arthur's mate after just seeing the man come to his door, reeking of desperation, fear, and protectiveness. He was careful in approaching Arthur, guiding him to the other couch in the home, offering a soft cushion for the bruised omega before rushing off to get a medical kit.
All the omega could actively think about at that moment was how he was going to protect his son from ever being taken away from him and given over to his father, and how in the bloody hell he was going to get a divorce and bond dissolvement from him.
It's like 1 in the morning here, i'm tired and I have to mentally prep myself for the longest summer. This is just anger writing, and Idk if it'll ever get an update, but yeah.