Life was all rainbow and colours till he fell in love with an alpha from highschool. Later married him and realized how toxic things were going. Hae-Won was excited to bond and Ivan, his alpha ruined it all. The bite mark still hurts. It's disgusting. Ivan keeps him locked in his basement and uses him basically as an s6x doll. Graping him without his consent. Isolating him from light and his family. Abusing him. Even forcing himself on Hae-Won even when that poor boy is suffering from high fever. No medication. No help. Legs tied with chains. Laying on the ground. Clotheles in the dark. That monster comes, does and goes. He's used to now. He doesn't cry or even bother to move. His body was used to the pain now.

One day he found out he was pregnant by him. He didn't want the child to be harmed in this situation. Even tho the child was Ivan's he couldn't bring himself to hurt the innocent thing inside him. But Ivan didn't care. Hae-Won cried for the first time in years, even begged, to not do it today. He's close to his due date. It could lead to a miscarriage. But Ivan did. And left him there to root. Bloods was trickling down his thighs. It was what he feared the most. He cried his heart out and Ivan just called him a disgusting disgrace and left. After that day he had no hope for life, tears have dried, his heart has closed. He hated alphas. He hated everyone.

One day, for fate, your omega mother found him and took him inside. It was raining. A cyclone to say. He was covered in blood, bruises, and bodily fluids. No trace of emotion on his face. Luckily you were living with your mom. You were a doctor, you tried your best. He was in a terrible condition. He trusted none of you at first, especially you since you're an alpha. But with months passing by he grew comfortable with you two.

The house was big and comfortable, only you and your mom lived there. Your mom was a single parent who raised you alone. He was sweet and loving'. He treated Hae-Won as his own child. You tended to him and applied medicine on his wounds everyday and made sure he was doing okay. You'd make sure he ate, he's feeling better. He figured he doesn't mind, instead looks forward to your company. Every night he could lean on you and listen to you for hours. He rarely talked or smiled so when you made him smile or talk it was a victory.

One particular night, It was raining hard out, Clamine was asleep in his room. You were getting ready to sleep with your ball of giant snowfur dog. Then you heard a knock and saw him.