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?"

before giving her consent,

Rosalie's pup, some

chatters away, pointing out different buildings and explaining their purpose to us to

whenever he runs ahead of us with Rio reassure her that

picnic for

to the playground, several

friends with ease, and they begin a game of sorts where they run after each

that I could help comfort in some

She is already frightened.

to scare

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

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

over her shoulder, praising her incredible

crown to Rosalie, placing it on top

with a smile as she puts her now sleeping pup away in his

says, remembering the ‘thank you’ sign from

yet another flower crown and places it

the gesture, having been so focused

Agnes "Sorry,"

a trembling hand, stepping

a few moments before taking the

is all," Talia apologizes, turning

apologizes once again

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

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

uncomfortably on her pillow and

with a forced smile, adjusting her flower

"How old is he?"

in a tight line, as if holding

four months old…

proudly before her

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

I get it if you don't want to tell us.But just FYI, you are safe here so you can stop looking at us like we're going to eat you," she says with a

you

watches Kota play with the other

to herself for the time being.We remain at the park for lunch and a few hours thereafter until Kota and Rio tire themselves out and lifting his arms up for

I can see the hurt in her eyes at

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 silence and try to think of something I could

Maybe hold her hand...

Grayson suggests.

my pace until I walk

up every drop of courage I have, I touch her hand,

stops as I mentally prepare for her to

my mouth to apologize when she suddenly takes my hand, interlocking our fingers

tingle up my arm, but I can still feel her hand shaking in

as a small whimper escapes her throat and she squeezes my hand

me for a little while longer before

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

f**k!" she groans, wiping a few stray

hardens her face and holds her head

just tired," She whispers, avoiding my

Kota to the room," She instructs as she

Kota, but he begs her to let me wash him in her

it?" She

my heart returns as she looks at me with glossy brown

little boy for breaking his mother's heart, but I know he is truly unaware of how much his simple request is hurting her.I accept and Talia hands

there too

cold.He likes to splash you so be firm and have him help you clean up if he makes a

the hall, leaving me alone with the cheeky pup

tub, grabbing a handful of bubbles

wash him so that he

splash me many times, but I grab his two little hands and place them

Kota," I say

the hole much to

the little boy in a pair of

mommy is s-sad," I whisper to him, sliding his socks over his

his thumb, his blue and brown

He asks, a patient look in

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

"Oh," he sighs.

my smile and

i-it

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