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."

mother never left Sebastian, believing perhaps their bond was just too hard to break

and our pup, I’ve come to understand the fear of someone hurting your child.I was

I would be hurt without Scarlett Haven’s protection...just like

me as I recognize my mother’s strength to choose me over her pack and

an

I need and nothing more," she adds

worry, I don’t expect any of your money to help me raise him.You never treated him like a son anyways,

turning back in the

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

me!" my mother screams, but Sebastian only turns the other cheek and runs in the opposite direction, jumping on a

to understand howSebastian could abandon his

the angry

mind-linked y-you for help...and y-you left

voice trails off as I try to contain my

protected his mate like he promised to the day he married her.I could have lived a good life with just my mom somewhere far

an ounce of regret for what

"She was Wyatt’s responsibility,"

in a low

You stand with the man who ordered her death.You

surface, taking over control as I process my

bullets in

his

"What- No! No!"

to disobey the command but failing, his fingers plunging into

strained agony, blood pouring from the

"Areal Alpha doesn’t scream,"

Sebastian’s face seething with

weakness.Isn't that what you always say to me,

as he holds back his screams the further

a step back to let

I get down on one

like y-you," I whisper in a calm rage through

I close my eyes, once again finding myself in the depths of my

but I stumbled upon one I have no memory

Alexander, snarls as he looks down

"It can’t even speak."

me trembles in the presence of the old Alpha,

snarls, pushing me behind her to shield me from

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

me to do it for

and I make a realization.He feared his father...just like I feared him.He hides it well behind an emotionless face,

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

speak only if you are spoken to," Sebastian growls, turning to face his

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

sure it

"Yes sir,"

Sebastian cower before another Alpha.I had been too

booms, my mother shaking

grabs my mother’s wrist and yanks her away from me, hissing in her ear, "If you care about the

self tremble as I take timid steps towards the Alpha towering

snaps, younger me opening my mouth but saying

snarls, tears springing

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

Sebastian’s face as the elder Alpha’s eyes glow turquoise, the look on his face that of utter disgust

suddenly begins to scream, my little hands clawing

"Father- Sir, please,"

on the floor, writhing and kicking from the agony burning

me go and pleading with Sebastian to

"I-I’ll fix him,"

getting on

promise, Sir.I’ll fix him.Just let

screaming,

elder Alpha stares coldly at his kneeling

OFF YOUR KNEES,

Alpha never kneels,

walls rattle with his booming voice,

see that boy," he says over

fades away into mist, morphing

her rocking chair, nursing me while little

old cottage by the waterfall, away from the pack

onto his feet and crawling over to his father to greet him

Johnny

over his shoulder, my mother nodding

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

time Sebastian sees them, it's already too late.He swerves off the road and

and the smell of gasoline lingers in

truck, blood trickling from

back seat, little cuts

the truck, snarling and

his belt, quickly discovering that it is

silver wolf snickers as he shifts into his

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

his nose, he presents himself before his father with

Sebastian mumbles, earning him a slap from his

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