The Silent Alpha

Chapter 20: First steps 

 ***Jane*** 

Agnes and I spend the morning with Kota, Rosalie, Rosalie’s baby Emile, and Evan, fighting our own anxiety from our lack of activity.

In all my life, I had never had a moment to rest, to just sit and watch a movie or play games without a care in the world.

Even if there was chance that I completed my chores, my mind and self-hatred would torture me relentlessly.

As a pup, my father put me through rigorous schooling and speech therapies to make me the best Alpha I could be.

Of course, I could never live up to his expectations.

He would make me stand before him once a week to recite the history of our pack or the laws that governed it and the kingdom.

If I faltered in my pronunciation, I would be struck with a whip.

There was never a day that I made it out of a recital without shedding blood.

My mother would weep sorrowfully, begging my father helplessly to have mercy.

She would sometimes be beaten herself for attempting to shield me.

It hurt my soul to fail her so miserably but no matter how hard I concentrated, my tongue would only grow stiffer, and my words would slur like a drunk.

After I was demoted to Omega status, I became a field hand, carrying weapons for the warriors in training or helping maintain the equipment in the hot sun or cold winters.

As I grew older, I learned many things to make myself useful such as plumbing, mechanics, painting and other basic maintenance jobs.

Agnes is no different.

With her hearing gone, she had to make herself useful to earn her meals.

No one wants an extra mouth to feed.

She was beaten relentlessly by other Omegas if she slipped up.

She learned to be quick in the kitchen, never resting for fear she would be cast out or killed by the Omegas.

So, as we sit comfortably on the couch watching Aladdin with Kota, Agnes and I find it hard to rest, wondering if at any moment, this pack’s kindness would run out.

Even Grayson could not find the words to soothe my racing thoughts.

Feeling myself about to break, I get up quietly and search for a pen and paper before approaching Rosalie with a note.

"Are you sure there is nothing we can do to be of service 2" Rosalie reads aloud before raising an eyebrow at me.

"Are you bored?" She asks nervously.

"W-we can go to the park if you like.Kota could stretch his legs and play with some other pups.Let me just get the stroller for Emile," she says as Evan gets up from his spot to find said stroller.I shake my head at her, writing out my response.

"We just don't want to be a burden."She stares at the note before smiling up at me.

"You are our guests, not a burden," She chuckles.

"Gwen asked for this favor and need," She smiles.

"Just relax and enjoy yourselves. Take this a small vacation while Gwen finishes up her work."

Just then we hear the door open, and Natalia appears on her own, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

"You're back!" Rosalie chirps.

"How was the walk? Did you see all of River Moon?" She asks with a cheerful smile.

Talia smiles sheepishly, her eyes staring at her hands.

"It was ...eye opening..." she replies quietly.

"Aurora just had an emergency to deal with."

There's a serious tone in her voice and Rosalie appears to understand the true meaning behind her words.

"Well, you've come just in time.I think Kota might enjoy some time at the park,"

She gestures to Kota watching the movie on the floor with Rio lying lazily next to him.

"Yeah, mommy!" Kota cries, scrambling to his feet.

"Can we go to the park?"

consent, Kota bouncing with excitement while Rio jumps

with the stroller for Rosalie's pup, some blankets,

out different buildings and explaining their purpose to us

like a hawk whenever he runs ahead of us with Rio

a picnic for the girls, spreading out a blanket with snacks

with Rio through the open field to

game of sorts where they run after each other and freeze in place if

and I wish with all my heart that I could help comfort in

She is already frightened.

need to

the park, picking flowers, thin sticks, and long

and begins weaving them into crowns, her nimble fingers delicately folding the flower stems and blades of grass

awe over her shoulder,

the crown to Rosalie,

asks with a smile as she puts

you," she says, remembering the ‘thank you’

crown and

been so focused on her pup and not noticing Agnes getting near

Agnes "Sorry,"

signs with a trembling hand,

at her for a few moments before taking the flower crown and squeezing

just scared me, is all," Talia apologizes,

and apologizes once again for

before asking a question I had been asking myself since I first met

of werewolves?" She asks bluntly, placing her chin in her hand

Talia shifts uncomfortably on her pillow and

says with a forced smile, adjusting

"How old is he?"

a tight line, as if holding

four months old…

proudly before her

hard time talking to us about her story," she

you don't want to tell us.But just FYI, you are safe here so you

would have hurt you already if we wanted

Kota play with the other

for the time being.We remain at the park for lunch and a few hours thereafter until Kota and Rio tire themselves out

the hurt in her eyes at

can urge Kota to go to his mother, Talia shakes her head at me to stop and walks on ahead of us to the guest house can feel a small pain in my heart as we make the small

Maybe hold her hand...

Grayson suggests.

I walk

of courage I have, I touch her hand, Talia flinching

prepare for her to snap at me

apologize when she suddenly takes

arm, but I can still

lower lip as a small whimper escapes her

onto me for a little while

can't.I'm sorry," She explains, holding her hand as

groans, wiping a few stray tears that rolled

hardens her face and

tired," She whispers,

the room," She

but he begs her to let me wash him in her place.Talia looks like she might burst into tears after being rejected

She asks, her voice

as she looks at

truly unaware of how much his simple request is hurting her.I accept and Talia

let him stay in there too

him help you clean up if he makes a mess.He needs to

hall, leaving me alone with the cheeky pup

grabbing a handful of bubbles and throwing them up in the

make quick work to wash him so that he can enjoy the bubbles

many times, but I grab

m-no-more, Kota," I

the hole much to Kota’s dismay glance at the door and

I dress the little boy in a pair of blue

I- t-think yo-your mommy is s-sad," I whisper

his thumb, his blue and brown

He asks, a patient

thi-thi-think s-she miss-misses home,"

"Oh," he sighs.

like it here." I hide my smile and finish putting on

i-it t-t-too," I

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