The Silent Alpha

 ***Zane*** 

"Why did you hide your stutter from me?" She asks, her hand reaching out to touch my cheek.

I flinch away, my entire world collapsing in on me.

Quick! Play dead, Grayson snickers, his stupid comment making me even more nervous.

Unable to face my mate, I turn around on my side to hide my shame from her, pulling the covers over my head.

For a long time, the only sound I hear is the pounding of my heart against my ears, drumming louder with every passing second.

"Zane?" Talia whispers, tentatively placing her hand on the covers.

"Zane, please look at me.You don’t have to hide from me."

The fear gripping my heart, however, makes it hard for me to face her.I know better than to speak.

My father spent years reminding me just how worthless my words were and he trained me to be quiet to avoid embarrassing him.

I know all too well that the second she hears my voice, she’ll laugh, or worse...she’ll hate me like my father.You're being irrational, Grayson mutters.

If she really hated you, why on earth would she still be here with you? The Queen gave her a chance to leave and yet she chose to stay here with us! She asked us to protect her and her pup.

Our pup! She kissed us here alone with us! Does that sound like someone who hates you for your flaws? Do her actions remotely resemble Father's? Each individual word he says makes sense, but I cannot understand their meaning together.

How could anyone love me the way lam? My own father could not even stomach the sight of me.

Gamma Wyatt never mistreated me, but he went along with my father’s idea to pass me off as Agne’s son and pretended I did not exist.

He turned a blind eye to the torture and abuse I faced in the Hive.

Agnes cannot hear me so she cannot grow impatient with me when [ have to repeat myself over and over again.

My mother was a kind woman, but I knew all too well that I was a burden to her and that I ruined a lot for her.

She and my father would have had a better marriage had I not stood in the way with my ineptitude.

I was only a month old the day my brother, Jonathan, died but there is no doubt in my mind that she wished my brother had lived instead of me.

He would have been a better son and my father would have been proud to name him as the next heir of Scarlett Haven.

Kota is the only person who does not seem to notice my imperfection, but he is only a child and he does not understand that the man he wants to call Dad cannot even say his name without getting stuck.

One day, he will grow up and find it embarrassing for me to speak around him and his friends.

to not know who

if I stand back and never say a word.I can be the Silent Alpha, the one my father is too

lurks in the shadows, watching over the people

Bullshit! Grayson snarls.

opportunity to show her who

former mate did to her,

in our mate and give her a chance.She deserves it.She deserves

have a little faith in Moon Goddess for once? Grayson sighs in frustration

a reason and I, for one, would like to

you? Yes, but...But nothing! Grayson roars.No

You have to remember that you are not the same little boy who used to stand in front of the mirror

mate who holds your hand when she’s scared and kisses you when she doesn’t know what

pup who wants you

watched over you for the last twenty years without

be a better version of yourself...and you have me,

prove to Talia that we deserve every kiss, every hug, and every ounce of her around and watching everyone

want to lead a pack like Moon Goddess intended,

covers and rests her head on my shoulder, her body

trying to understand you," she whispers, her breath ticking the

need to know the truth about you.I need to know who you are if

as I concentrate on her

Her mate...

fingers around my bicep and gives it

anymore," she murmurs, her fingers moving up to graze

and worries.You are wrong to assume everyone else is

and look at her.What could she

softly to herself before her face

a lot

herself? I roll over on top of her, grabbing her wrists and pinning them on either side of her head.I lay between her legs, her knees propped up at my sides

She whispers, her lips almost grazing

think I hate being

pain in her eyes as she

think I’m strong?" She

"Well I’m not."

to make them all

She hides...just like me.

heart fluttering in her chest,

as she leans forward, her lips pressing up

butterflies rushes through my body but I pull

I push myself up onto my knees, pulling

face turns bright red as I push her legs closed and spin her around