For the longest time, Arden had had no inkling of this at all. Still deeply traumatized during the first couple of years, it was only ever his alpha mother he had allowed to so much as come near him.
The teachers and staff at his new school knew better than to trespass on his space, and as he and his fellow students all had private dorm rooms with bathrooms attached, he never had to be forced to be in close contact with anyone.
It was a good school that took its mission to protect and educate omegas seriously. Arden was sure that that wasn’t part of his beta mother’s consideration when she chose it, but he was grateful nonetheless. His years of sheltered existence there would prove to be one of the few highlights of his life.
Unfortunately, the reason he had so easily accepted Mrs. Pal
