The Silent Alpha

***Christian***

 WHERE THE f**k IS SHE?!?

I pant as I look around at the mess I’ve created, my hand bleeding from shattering the family portrait hanging on the wall.

I run my fingers through my hair as I try to compose myself, but my rage is hard to contain knowing I am so close yet so far from having Natalia and my pup again.I have been so patient these past few days, hoping Natalia would turn up but she’s determined to tear me apart.

The answer is right in front of you and yet, you refuse to see it, Jack snarls.

Vm not killing my mother! I snap, staring at the framed photograph of my mother and Talia at the beach now shattered on the floor, Then watch me burn it all to the ground! Jack sneers, his wrath seeping into my veins.

He fights for control, Jack clawing his way to the surface and attempting to shove me as far back to the depths of my mind as he can.

Just as I feel myself about to lose the battle, a knock at the door distracts Jack enough for me to push through and lock him out.

The door creaks open, my mother poking her head in and waving hello to me side.

My mother stands still and unfazed by my behavior, her dress perfectly ironed, her hair combed neatly in place without a hair out of place.

As always, she wears heels and has a cool, unwavering smile on her face.

"Christian," She says in a soothing voice as she walks carefully over the debris on the office floor.

"I see you’re not having a good evening." She scrutinizes my disheveled hair and the blood on my hand, shaking her head disapprovingly at me.

"Almost thirty years old and throwing a tantrum, are we?" She chuckles condescendingly.

"And I thought Vanessa was a mess."

"If you are here to pester me, you may leave," I mutter, resting my hands on my desk to feel some sense of stability in all this turbulence.

"Oh Christian," my mother sighs, her heels clicking towards me.

"Go away, Mother," I huff.

"It’s past your bedtime.Doesn't every perfect Luna need her beauty sleep?" I smile coldly.

"Perhaps," she laughs, placing her hands on my shoulders.

" But my son needs me more." I side eye her and she smiles her perfect smile at me, the same smile she taught Natalia.

"Shall we go on a little midnight run?" she hums, gently of you brooding here in your office.

DOTT, Jack chants menacingly.

KILL HER...

I fight the voice in my head but he growls so loudly, I just want him to stop.

"Come on Chrissy.Let’s go for a run," my mother murmurs, her heels clicking away as she turns to leave.

Jack breaks through as my mother leaves the room and reaches for the syringe I’ve kept hidden in my drawers.

It contains a lethal dose of wolfsbane that the witches gave me to complete my task.

No!\s****m at him but Jack stuffs the syringe into my pocket nonetheless and turns to leave.

I manage to fight my way back to the surface as I walk out of the house towards the surrounding woods to find my mother.

The sound of rustling behind a large tree and the scent of her sweet perfume alerts me that my mother is undressing and I stop in my tracks to give her some privacy.

steps out from behind the tree and comes to greet me,

I swallow back his rage and hide behind the tree to shift, tucking the syringe

Jack taking command of my body as I present myself to my mother.She performs a play bow, her tail wagging playfully as she leans her

taking off

chase after each other and, for a brief moment, I feel like a kid again

it doesn’t last

valley of trees, my anger and my

your

plops down near

pup here to the cliffs for a midnight run.I’ve now memorized his little face and know I could pick him out

he like? I

is a strong boy with all

of her again, aren’t you?"

very special girl.I don’t say a word,

live with

I growl at her but she pays me no mind

is happy,"

pray she is alright

here with me," I snarl, my mother giving

take care of her and

like how you took care of her the first

"I made a mistake!"

snap at her, my mother

over and over again for several months,"

feel it.So own up to it.You did this.You tore your

my

missed out on the first four years of his life because of her

him

demand to be

mother goes quiet for a moment to

like a breeding w***e.in her mind, you were not

mother

Christian.I love

But that the wrong.

did what she thought was best for her baby and, as a mother, I cannot blame her for taking her pup to a place she thought was safe, even if that

understand!

deserve to pay for the mistakes you made.I want my Tiny back.I want her and our pup back in my arms and I will never let them go!

suffocating, as if the

taking off in

find the tree where our clothes are and shift back into my human form to change, stuffing the syringe back in my pocket as I hear my mother’s footsteps approach.I turn

me as I start to walk

am speaking to you!" she snaps, my feet coming to a

don’t get me," I murmur, feeling exhaustion wash over

"You don’t understand..."

Christian, of course I do," My mother soothes, walking over to me and gently caressing my

snap, my mother staring back in shock

and neither you, nor my father,

in my mother’s eyes as

you're sick," She whispers, holding back

help.I can get you some help.You just have to

don’t want your help!" I snarl, tears rolling down her

are sick...and you can’t be Alpha like this, Christian.You'll hurt someone or

and I turn to look at my mother,

ask in a