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?"

Rosalie and I before giving her consent, Kota

with the stroller for Rosalie's pup, some

away, pointing out different buildings and explaining their purpose to us to keep the walk

whenever he runs

we finally arrive at the park, I help Evan set up a picnic for the girls, spreading out a blanket with snacks and

to the playground, several pups gathering

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

vigilant, and I wish with all my heart that I could help comfort in some way, but I know

She is already frightened.

do not need to

the park, picking flowers, thin sticks, and long blades of

begins weaving them into crowns, her nimble fingers delicately

with awe over her shoulder, praising her incredible weaving

the crown to Rosalie, placing it on

for me?" Rosalie asks with a smile as

remembering the

another flower crown and places it on Talia's

having been so focused

Agnes "Sorry,"

with a trembling hand, stepping

a few moments before taking the flower crown and squeezing

me, is all," Talia apologizes, turning to

nervously and apologizes once again

before asking a question I had been asking myself since I

bluntly, placing her chin in her hand and looking at

Talia shifts uncomfortably on her pillow

have a lovely pup..." she says with

"How old is he?"

line, as if holding her tongue, before turning to

four months old…

proudly before her face

hard time talking to us about her story," she says with a

you are safe here so you can stop looking at us like we're going to eat you,"

would have hurt you already

and watches Kota play with

park for lunch and a few hours thereafter until Kota and Rio tire themselves out and

can see the hurt in her eyes at being pushed

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 trek in

Maybe hold her hand...

Grayson suggests.

walk alongside her, Kota mumbling with sleepiness in my

I have, I touch her hand, Talia flinching away at the sensation of

as I mentally prepare for her to

takes

I can still feel

whimper escapes her throat and

for a little while

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

groans, wiping a few

hardens her face and holds her

She whispers, avoiding my

to the room," She

begs her to let me wash him in her

you do it?" She asks, her voice

returns as she looks at me with

he is truly unaware of how much his simple request is hurting

stay in there too

him help you clean up if

the hall, leaving me alone with the cheeky pup grinning

into the bubble filled tub, grabbing a handful of bubbles and throwing

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

forewarned, Kota tries to splash me many times, but I grab his two little hands

m-no-more, Kota," I

draining down the hole much to Kota’s dismay glance at the door and listen for any sounds

are alone, I dress the little boy

I whisper to him, sliding his socks

sucks on his thumb, his blue and

sad?" He asks, a

s-she miss-misses home," I

"Oh," he sighs.

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

i-it

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