The Silent Alpha

*** Trigger Warning: Physical and emotional child-abuse ahead*** 

***Zanet**

 It feels strange to see the man I've feared for so long kneel before me, trembling like all the times I stood before him while I recited my poems.

But even as he bleeds, even as he sits at my mercy, I still see the look of disgust flicker in his eyes when I speak to him for the first time in almost 20 years.

"H-Hello, father," I snarl, my fists clenching at my sides as I fight to contain my anger.

How can he hate his own son so much!? Around me, the Scarlett Haven wolves gawk at me, unable to believe I just called their Alpha, ‘father’.

"You’re....You’re no son of mine,"

Sebastian pants, his brown eyes turning blue as the wolf within takes over.

"You’re nothing more than a weak, pathetic-" I swing my arm back, punching him in the jaw and nearly knocking him flat on his back before he can finish his sentence.

"E-Enough!" I growl, my father’s mouth clamping shut while his eyes widen in shock that my commands work on him.

"T-that’s enough! Y-you think y-you’re so strong and so t-tough? W-well look at y-you now, father! Wh-what good is y-your strength now?"

"How dare you speak to me that way!"

Sebastian roars.

"y-you have silenced m-me all of my life.Y-you do not get to silence m-me before my own p-pack!"

"Your pack?" He scoffs.

The Ravenstone wolves growl at his disrespect, proving that they are now loyal to me.

"My p-pack," I repeat.

"De-despite how little y-you think of me, not only did I-I find a p-pack that accepts m-me as I-I am, but I-I also managed to ou-outlive m-my replacement."

Sebastian laughs and opens his mouth to speak only to be silenced by a slap to the face as Grayson takes over.

"Did I say you could speak?"

Grayson roars, Sebastian’s eyes widening in shock at Grayson’s confidence.

A cold amused smile curls on Sebastain’s lips.

"Pack?" he laughs.

"The man who stands beside you killed your mother and your brother and yet you proudly show your loyalty to him," my father scoffs.

"H-he didn’t k-kill Jonathan-"

That's when I see it, the flicker of fear in his eyes when I mention my dead brother.He's hiding something...Lowering my walls, I allow the river of thoughts to flow between us.He can’t know about Jonathan.

There’s no possible way he would know! I hear him say to his wolf.

"W-what don’t I know?" I ask, my father stiffening with surprise that I know what he’s thinking.

"What?" he asks, bemused by my question.

"I -I said, 'W-What don’t I-I know about Jonathan?"

I repeat, this time taking a menacing step forward.My father tries to crawl back but winces when he tries to move his legs.

"W-What don’t I-I know about Jonathan?" I snarl, dread settling in the pit of my stomach.

My father stares back defiantly at me, refusing to speak so I take matters into my own hands.

Closing my eyes, I listen in to his subconscious, following the voices in his memories.

A coldness envelops me in the darkness before a bright light blinds me for a moment.

Like a movie projection, Sebastian’s memories begin to unfold on the dock in front of him for all to see.

Scarlett Haven and Ravenstone wolves alike fall silent to watch, allowing me to focus on the many rivers of thought trying to drown me.

In the first memory I find, all I see is Sebastian sitting at his desk, staring at a hairbrush in his hand.He does not use it, just carefully caresses it for a few moments before stuffing it into a drawer and returning to his work.

For a moment, he almost looks human...until he carefully hides all his pain behind a mask of stone.I dig a little deeper, unlocking another memory where my father berates Wyatt for questioning him.

"Zane will not take the title because he doesn't have what it takes to look his opponent in the eye and lead his soldiers in war," he snarls.

"He will always be weak...He’s useless...I showed mercy to him as a favor for Elenore.He was her son, but he was never mine."

Despite the venom in his voice as he says those things, I feel a smile curl on my face and a sense of relief wash over me as I realize something amazing.

His words no longer hurt me and I am now free of the chains that bound me to him.We are not family, just two strangers at war.

I continue scouring his memories, stumbling upon memory after memory of him ignoring the cruelty of his own pack against Agnes and I.I travel back many years until I find myself seeing the night of my mother’s death through his own eyes.I stand back and watch my mother leave the car to grab a snack for me, trailing behind Sebastian as they enter the King’s party.

Together they greet guests and slowly make their way towards the snack bar, smiling and laughing like the perfect couple.

To an outsider, they look like your average, happily married Alpha and Luna, but on the inside, I know my mother was screaming.

"’I’m leaving you," my mother murmurs as she grabs a plate of food for me.

"And I’m taking my baby with me."

years, I have wondered why my mother never left Sebastian, believing

Talia and our pup, I’ve come to understand the fear of someone hurting your child.I was hidden away partially for fear of me being

I would be hurt without

I recognize my mother’s strength

not have been an

need

your money to help me raise

away, my mother turning back in the direction of the car, only to be pulled into a conversation with a pack

drifts away, I hear the most blood curdling scream, a scream that both

turns the other cheek and runs in the opposite

understand howSebastian could

back the angry tears that so desperately

for help...and

trails off as I

day he married her.I could have lived a good life with just my mom somewhere far from

stares back emotionlessly, not an ounce of regret for what he did to my

"She was Wyatt’s responsibility,"

in

with the man who ordered her death.You are

pushes through to the surface, taking over control as I process my

bullets in

Sebastian watching in horror as his hands

"What- No! No!"

failing, his fingers plunging into the wounds to push the

agony, blood pouring from the open

"Areal Alpha doesn’t scream,"

seething

shows weakness.Isn't that what you always say to

response, his breaths ragged as he holds back his screams the further he pushes

snarls, taking a step back to let me regain

the man again, I get down on one knee so

am nothing like y-you," I whisper in a calm rage through

eyes, once again finding myself

are cruel and vile, but I stumbled upon one

an heir?" my grandfather, Alexander, snarls as he looks down at

"It can’t even speak."

old Alpha, his face contorted in disgust and

snarls, pushing me behind her to

well to teach that b***h of yours how

want me to

and I make a realization.He feared his father...just like I feared him.He hides it well

mother yelps as the sting burns across her face but she keeps her body in front

spoken to,"

for my wife's behavior." My grandfather only grunts in response, an unamused look on his

sure it

"Yes sir,"

bows before his father.It’s rather refreshing to see Sebastian cower before another Alpha.I had been too afraid my

grandfather's voice booms, my mother shaking

here." My father grabs my mother’s wrist and yanks her away from me, hissing in her ear,

wonder to myself, watching my younger self tremble as I take timid

me opening my mouth

he snarls, tears springing

"He-hello, gran-gran-grandpa-"

as the elder Alpha’s eyes glow turquoise, the look on his face

scream, my little hands clawing at

"Father- Sir, please,"

I collapse on the floor, writhing and kicking from the

begging Alpha Alexander to let me go and pleading with Sebastian

"I-I’ll fix him,"

getting

Sir.I’ll fix him.Just let the

suddenly stops screaming, passed out from all the

stares coldly at his kneeling son, disgusted

OFF YOUR KNEES, BOY!" my

never kneels,

booming voice, and he

next time I see that

fades away into mist, morphing

while little

realize we are in the old

and crawling over to his father to greet him with a

Johnny

his shoulder, my mother nodding

all his bitter hatred.I follow them on their drive, watching my older brother play with a rattle in his hand

them, it's already too late.He swerves off the road

completely shattered and the smell of gasoline lingers in

and confused, Sebastian looks around the truck, blood trickling from his

little cuts on his face

the wolves circle the truck, snarling and

against his belt, quickly discovering that it is stuck and trapping him in his metal

snickers as he shifts

and claws himself out of his belt, breaking a window with

he presents himself before his father with his head

him a slap

your chest. None of this mumbling s**t," his father