William didn't think he would get a soulmate even though most people had one. He was so badly damaged that no one would want him. He accepted that shortly after his adoption. His adoptive fathers had shown him that he was worth very little. The only place he had any confidence was in the kitchen. The kitchen was his safe haven. It was the one place his fathers wouldn't go. He had been cooking since he was eight. 

On his sixteenth birthday William was dragged out of bed by Vincent. Vincent was the more dominant and violent of his father. [Color=Brown]"Get up you piece of shit." [/color]The older man growled. William scrambled to his feet. He knew better than to disobey either of his fathers.[color=brown] "Breakfast better be on the table in ten minutes." [/color]The man ordered before storming out of the room. 

William scrambled to his feet. He didn't dare take the time to get dressed. He hurried out of his room towards the kitchen. He hurried to make breakfast. Ten minutes wasn't much time to get something made. Luckily he was able to get a large omelet on two plates. He carried the plates to the table. He didn't know at that time his symbol appeared onhis chest angering Vincent and the man attacked him.
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