The Silent Alpha

*** Trigger Warning: this chapter depicts a miscarriage*** 

***Vanessa***

 It feels as though my soul has shattered into small insignificant little pieces scattered across the cabin floor.

Blood trickles from my bruised nose and lips and my stomach feels as though it is being torn apart, but the numbness in my heart drowns out the pain.

Jack does not allow me to say goodbye to my mate, dragging his body away to dispose of it despite my pleas.

"Stay here and watch the kid," Jack snarls as he moves to close the door.

"And don’t even think about leaving.A beating is nothing compared to what I'll do to you if you disobey me."

I blink at him, time slowing down as I struggle to register what he says.Jack slams the door shut, a silent sob escaping my throat when I feel pain rip through my belly.

Beside me, the mysterious little boy Jack brought seems distraught but upon seeing the tears rolling down my cheeks, he stops his crying to soothe me.

"Don’t cry, lady," the little boy says as he wipes my tears with his small hands.

"It’s gonna be okay, okay? My mommy is coming.She promised!"

My wolf whines and whimpers at the loss of her mate but the little boy’s soft voice helps her calm down.He points to the blood on my chin "Uh-oh! You have red water on your chin!"

He cries, lifting his shirt over his head and wiping it away for me.

"Does it hurt, lady?" I fight the urge to burst into tears at his kindness and shake my head at him.

"Thank you," I say with a sheepish smile and kiss his hand.

"I-I’m Vanessa.What is...what is your name?" I ask with a forced smile, resting my hand on my belly when I feel a severe cramp ripple down my abdomen.

The little boy seems hesitant to reply but he reluctantly answers, "Kota," with his thumb in his mouth.

"That's a lovely name," I murmur, the little boy grinning from ear to ear.

"Are you hungry, Kota?" I ask, Kota nodding his head.

He helps me to my feet, pulling me with all his little might and I take him into the kitchen where I was preparing pupusas [Salvadoran dish] before Christian showed up.

Kota stands on a stool to watch me roll a ball of masa [dough] in my hands and then stuff it with a meat and cheese paste I had already prepared.I then dip my fingers in olive oil and press the dough and paste into a flat tortilla shape and begin to cook it on a pan.

"Do you know what pupusas are?" I ask the little boy and he nods gingerly at me.

"Mmmhmm," he says.

"My mommy makes them all the time."

"What’s your mommy’s name?" I ask and he shrugs innocently at me.

"Her name is mommy," he replies.

"But sometimes, daddy calls her Ta-Talia."

My smile widens as I realize I’m speaking to my own nephew and I study his features to memorize them.His nose is just like Talia’s and mine, narrow and a little lifted towards the tip.He has thick lashes shading blue and brown eyes and his toothy grin reminds me a lot of my little sister.

"You have your mommy’s nose," I tell him, and he smiles happily.

Ignore the pain in my abdomen, slowly coming to terms with what is happening to my body and focusing on saving Natalia’s pup from Jack.

Flipping Kota’s pupusa, I serve it to him on a plate when it’s ready.I notice the welts on the backs of his bare thighs and he winces with every step as he walks to the table.

Tears spring to his eyes when he tries to sit down.

"It hurts," he hiccups as he gently taps his butt.

"Come on," I say, leading him to the bathroom so I can inspect his wounds more carefully.

I instruct him to turn around and slowly pull down his underwear and gasp when I see that his cheeks are bruised and swollen in belt-shaped welts.To my relief, there is no broken skin or blood but it seems his underwear is soiled.

Christian didn’t bring any clothes for the little boy so I quickly handwash his underwear and wring it out as best I can before blow drying it with a hair dryer.

Searching the cabinets for any medicine and grabbing some ice and paper towels from the kitchen, I lay Kota on my lap and gently rub the ice wrapped in a towel on his welts.

He begins to cry in pain but I squeeze his little hand to let him know he’s not alone and he calms down enough for me to work.I find some ointment and rub it on his wounds before carefully wrapping his legs with some gauze and bandages and putting on his now clean underwear.

"You’re going to be okay," I murmur as I finish up, my wolf howling in pain when I feel something trickle down my inner thigh.

"I have to pee. Do you mind waiting in the kitchen for me?" I ask the little boy.

He walks away and I hover over the toilet for a moment, refusing to shed any tears as I feel the life inside me slip away.I can’t bring myself to look into the toilet bowl, unwilling to see the damage that monster did to me, but I stay there for a few moments to grieve in silence.

wolf sobs to herself and it brings me comfort to know I am not alone in

see is a pool of blood, a bitter rage filling my heart that my one shot at happiness is now

my soiled panties, I head back into the kitchen to find Kota standing by the table, too afraid to sit down.I find a cushion and help Kota into his seat so that his legs don’t hurt as much while

quite chatty, willing

Is she happy?"

princess.She is the most beautifullest princess in the whole wide world.And Daddy is her

smile at the little boy, grateful to know that despite everything I did, Natalia

my favorite," I

is your daddy?" Kota’s

"He’s a superhero!"

"Oh," I laugh.

he do that makes

wolf and he fights bad guys and he loves my mommy and Egg-ness and Nonna and

they all your family?" I ask, Kota nodding

he says, tapping his thumb to his

my mommy," he adds, tapping his thumb to

I ask,

shrugs, my eyes widening in

Daddy taught me," he replies,

sadness and his large eyes fill with

Nonna and Mommy and Daddy.Can I go home now? My heart breaks with his distress and I pull him into my lap, wrapping my arms around

get you home to

I whisper, "I promise."

Kota to the living room, curling up on the couch with him.In his

as the cramps in my belly continue, the potential to have my own little Kota in my arms now

tears spill onto my cheeks as I realize I’ve been robbed of my happiness by

I never taken Christian from Natalia, perhaps Moon

to mate with me, wanting to do things differently, slowly, and when we were both free to love each other.I'll never know now what it feels like to have his skin

and Natalia, I snarl, my wolf’s cries turning to violent growls

if it kills

Kota begins to stir and he suddenly sits up and stares at me for a moment.I remain still, unsure what to make

a

asks,

to respond but he doesn’t seem to

sad.The pretty lady says there’s a dragon who needs you. I raise an eyebrow

"What pretty lady?"

boy yawns, curling up into a

"Bye bye."

to me but I don’t

call the only person I know

***Natalia*** 

for the 20th time with no luck, his voicemail

the f*****g phone! Christian took Kota! He took our baby! For f***s sake, answer the phone!"I

don’t take their phones into the battlefield.They are a

get to Silver Crest and bring back our little boy." I nod, forcing back my tears

to Maine but she could only take us to a place she has traveled

a kid, she had gone to the tip of

Silver Crest is located in the South

until morning, so we would have the element of surprise to give us

TSA

He asks, his eyebrows raising when a familiar voice answers on the other

"Vanessa?"

speaker for all of

h-have you

my sister’s voice in over four years and just the sound of it makes

you have my

growl, Vanessa replying

him, I will

up and listen for a minute, please!" she warns

have time for your

mutters, my lips pursing with

is for the most part, fine.I fed him and changed him as best I could.He’s sleeping on my lap now and I’ve done

heart sinking to the pit of

with his

like this but I assume he

bruised and covered in welts.He can’t even sit properly without crying.I’ve put ice on them to bring down the swelling and wrapped

away from my ear to

beside her, his body naked except for a pair of underwear and the gauze wrapped around his legs.My eyes fill with tears at the horrible sight.I have never spanked Kota in his life, much less

be okay.With any luck, he won’t remember," Vanessa says with

to herself and I audibly gasp as I

thinner than I remember, her cheeks

still healing all over her face.She grows self-conscious about

but he’ll be