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."

wondered why my mother never left Sebastian, believing perhaps their bond was just too

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

feared I would be

washes over me as I recognize my

an

take the things that I need and

help me raise him.You never treated him like a son anyways,

away, my mother turning back in the direction of the car, only to be

as the memory drifts away, I hear the most blood curdling scream, a scream that both shatters my heart and fills my soul with

other cheek and runs in the opposite

could abandon his

I mumble, fighting back the angry tears that so desperately want

y-you for help...and

I try

he married her.I could have lived a

back emotionlessly, not an ounce of regret for what he

"She was Wyatt’s responsibility,"

in

who are you to judge me? You stand with the man

through to the surface, taking over

bullets

horror as his hands move involuntarily towards

"What- No! No!"

disobey the command but failing, his fingers

agony, blood pouring from the open

"Areal Alpha doesn’t scream,"

Sebastian’s face seething with rage

Alpha never shows weakness.Isn't that what you

holds back his screams the further he pushes

taking a step back to let me

get down on one knee so that our eyes

whisper in a calm rage through

will be." I close my eyes, once again

I stumbled upon one I

grandfather, Alexander, snarls

"It can’t even speak."

presence of the old Alpha, his face contorted in

snarls, pushing me

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

me to do

his father...just like I feared him.He hides it well behind an emotionless face, storming over to my mother and slapping

as the sting burns across her face but she keeps her body in front of me

you are spoken to," Sebastian growls, turning

only grunts in response,

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 whole life

grandfather's voice booms, my mother shaking her head

yanks her away from me, hissing in her ear, "If you care about the boy, do not question my

self tremble as I take timid steps towards the Alpha

me opening

said ‘speak’ boy!" he snarls, tears springing to

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

color drains from Sebastian’s face as the elder Alpha’s eyes glow turquoise, the look on his face

to scream, my little hands clawing at my arms and begging for

"Father- Sir, please,"

writhing and kicking from the agony

begging Alpha Alexander to let me go and pleading with Sebastian to stop him from hurting

"I-I’ll fix him,"

says, getting on his

promise, Sir.I’ll fix him.Just let the

suddenly stops screaming, passed out from all the

elder Alpha stares coldly at his kneeling

OFF YOUR KNEES, BOY!" my

Alpha never kneels,

walls rattle with his booming voice, and he

next time I see that boy," he says

The memory fades away into mist, morphing into a

nursing me while little Jonathan

old cottage by the waterfall, away from the

in quietly, Jonathan pushing himself onto his feet and crawling

Johnny to

my mother nodding haphazardly as she caresses my

in his youthful face.I had long forgotten there was once a man under all his bitter hatred.I follow them on their drive, watching my older brother play with a rattle in his hand while Sebastian glances at

son, Sebastian doesn’t notice the three wolves standing in the middle of the road and by the time Sebastian sees them, it's already too

shattered and the smell of gasoline lingers in the

around the truck, blood trickling from

the back seat, little cuts on his face as

the truck, snarling and

his belt, quickly discovering that it

silver wolf snickers as he shifts into his human

sound of his father’s voice and claws himself out of his belt, breaking a window with his elbow to crawl out of the

his nose, he presents himself before his

him a slap from his

chest. None of this mumbling s**t," his father snarls, Sebastian nodding and standing