Alexandro's POV:
I rested my hand on the door taking a swig of the alcohol in my hand. I guess I've developed a taste for scotch, like father like son. I sighed placing my hand on the handle, why now? Why the hell am I standing outside a room I haven't entered for two years?

I closed my eyes pushing open the door.

*****
"Dad? Dad?"

I ran into my dad's office, calling for him. I'm scared something is wrong with my eyes they not right.

"Alec? Alec calm down it's okay tell me what wrong slowly."

I tried to explain to him what was wrong, that my eyes were darker but he didn't seemed panicked. I'm freaking out and he's so calm. He knelt down in front of me and took my hands in his looking me in the eye.

"Alec there is nothing wrong with you Son. You are special that's all; your eyes. It's just apart of who you are."

*****
Apart of who I am, yeah right you hit the nail on the head with that one dad. Fuck I miss you dad.

I looked around the office trying to picture it as it was. Dad's books stacked high along the shelves with his selection of scotches, a picture of mom on the wall, a picture of me on his oak desk along with a stack of paper work and his computer. Dad sat in his old leather chair with a report in one hand and a glass in the other.

He spent quite a lot of time in here after mom died. Like father like son I guess but he handled it better then I did. He was stronger then me, better then Antonio.

*****
"Son, this is just another part of you like Caden. Do you remember at your mother funeral when your uncles called me Andreas?"

*****
Andreas. My father's strength when he needed it, when the pain became too much for him to handle he had Andreas, the mask he could put on to get through the day.

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"Andreas isn't like this other part of you. I use his name, I become him when I need to be him but I'm still me. Whereas when you need to be the other part of you he'll take over, he'll be in control just like Caden. You are three parts of one man, one wolf, one man and one..."

*****

I knocked back another gulp of scotch as the office returned to the way it was. My claw marks along the wall, mom's picture lying flat on the floor, glass shattered everything, books torn. My eyes wondered to his desk and a threw the bottle smashing it.

I messed up, I messed up so fucking much. Why the fuck did you do it Antonio?! You broke him, you broke our fucking promise to him. You were fucking there when we promised him.

*****

Stupid field trip, why did we have to come here. I rolled my eyes as we got off the coach in some cheap camp site if those stupid idiots hadn't been messing around we could have gotten home on time now we have to stay in this place.

I wondered around the tent the boys had to sleep in looking for Kayson or Carlos or well just anyone I knew.

"Yo Alec I found Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum but no Kayson."

A growl escaped my lips and I felt different again. Dad never did finish explaining it all to me. I haven't got time to worry about that part of me right now I need to find Kayson.

I signal for Carlos, Robin and Benji to follow me as I allowed my senses to take me to Kayson. Another growl ripped through through my throat as I saw the same group of idiots surround Kayson. I growled again and I watched as they all shivered and turned to look at me. I narrowed my eyes as I felt them darken and they all turned and ran to the other side of the room.

I walked over to Kayson and laid down beside him wrapping my arm protectively over his waist no one will ever mess with him again not whilst I'm breathing.

"I promise Kase I'll always be here for you, no one will will ever hurt you especially me. I'll always look after you."

*****

Kayson. I miss you, fuck I..I'm so sorry Mio Amore. I never meant to hurt you, I never meant for what happened to happen. Fuck Dad was right I'm not ready. I was never ready for Antonio.

*****
"He's not ready Giovanni."

I've been listening outside my father's office for awhile now. He asked to see me after what happened on the field trip but he and my uncle have been arguing for about half an hour.

"He's my son Sal you don't have a son you have Olivia and she is nothing like Alexandro. She is more like her mother whereas Alec is nothing like Colette. He needs to know so he can understand what he is, he doesn't have control over it and if he doesn't know what he really is then how can he control it. I knew after Colette that he would start to change and I was right."

He knew this would happen to me whatever this is?

"He was eight years old Gio. He's a child he still is those moments when he lacked control was down to the emotional situations he was, he is still too young."

I heard my father growl and what sounded like my uncle being shoved against the wall.

"I won't be here forever Salvestro if I decide it is time he knows who he is then I will tell him. Once he turns eighteen I'm telling him and if I don't you better."

Tell me what? What am I, what is wrong with my eyes?!

"What about the boy? He is over protective of him. They are close; what if that part of him knows what the boy is to him? What..."

Uncle Sal suddenly cut himself off making me gulp. Fuck they must have heard me, fuck I'm dead.

"Alexandro, come in here."

Fuck I'm dead. I slowly opened the door smiling innocently at them trying to make it seem like I haven't just been listening to their whole conversation.

"Leave us Salvestro."

I felt myself gulp again as I heard the tone different in his voice, he was Giovanni my dad, he was Andreas my father.

"Come here Alec, I want to give you something."

And just like that he was Giovanni again. I don't ever want to be like that switching between two sides of me like a light switch I just want to be me.

"Alec, remember when we talked about that other side of you that third part. He's not like Andreas, Andreas is just a name. A mask I put on when I need to but your part he is a whole other part of you. You may hate him at one point or another. You may rely on him when times get tough, when you feel the world is against you and you have to hide but never forget you are three of a kind. You, Caden and when he tells you his name your third part. But until he does I want you to have this. Your grandfather's grandfather was like you, and this has been handed down the generations until another child showed the same unique quality. Your grandmother was convinced that I would have a third part of myself but I knew it would be you from the moment you were born I knew. Keep this safe, when ever you want to be you, you just hold this tight but for know wearing it and remember who you are, you are my son Alexandro Griffin."
*****

I closed my eyes as I rested my head on the office door, no one has entered this room until tonight and no one will again. I can never go back in there. I hit the door before I walked away heading back to my room. I didn't even look around I just headed straight for the bathroom for a shower. I changed the temperature to boiling ignoring the burning sensation. Chance tells me I have to stop burning my skin because it's a form of self-harm but I just ignored him. It helps me feel numb, I like to feel numb. It's the numb feeling I crave when alcohol doesn't work.

I bit my bottom lip to stop myself from hissing in pain as I felt tears roll down my face but I just wiped them away. It was all too much, this was all too fucking much. Eventually I can't feel anything and my skin is bright red so I reluctantly get out of the shower. I sigh when I see how bad my left arm is just great.

Once I get out and dried myself off I grab the first aid kit. I grab the cling film and wrap it around my arm. It's times like these I hate the fact I can't heal fast like I'm supposed it's some condition my mom had and it passed to me or something. I'll just have to cover it up around the guys.

I wrapped a towel around me waist and walked straight to my wardrobe to get changed. I just spiked my hair up before I walked out throwing the towel in the hamper.

I finally looked up in the direction of my bed to see my pup had moved? I looked around the room to see he had shifted back and was lying on the furry rug. I grabbed the fur blanket off the bed and wrapped it around his body as I lifted him up and onto the bed.

From what I could see of his face he had a bruise under his right eye, a slap mark on his cheek and bruise like burns around his wrists and neck; what the hell happened to him. The burn marks looked old but the bruises looked new he differently didn't get the burns from the auction house. When I get my hands on anyone who hurt him they'll regret it. Starting with that bitch in the cells.

I took in the rest of his appearance making a note of his ash blonde hair, cream skin and his small physique and my mark on his neck. He's definitely an omega but there must be something else to it, he shouldn't be that small in wolf form he's the size of a pup and that usually only happens when you don't shift enough. I need to find out more about him, I'll have to get one of the guys to do some digging.

I speared him a glance one more time before I left the room, I think I'll looking into this on my own. I can't go to sleep now; I can't do this. I can't take this pain but pain only makes you stronger right.

Alexandro/Antonio's Pendant.

Xadrian's Mark.