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.

will even pretend to not know

idea that anyone will ever accept me as anyone or cause trouble if I stand back and never say

who lurks in the shadows, watching over the people he loves from

Bullshit! Grayson snarls.

you know it! Our mate is giving us an opportunity to show her who we are, he adds, his anger evident in every word

how huge that is? After what her former mate did to her, she is sitting here,

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

Moon

for us for a reason and I, for one, would

nothing!

used to stand in front

scared and kisses you when she

have a pup who wants you to be his

has watched over you for the last twenty

to teach you to be a better version of yourself...and you

that we deserve every kiss, every hug, and every ounce of her around and watching everyone else find their place in this

want to build a home with my mate.I want to lead a pack like Moon Goddess intended, and most of all, I want you to be

and rests her head on my shoulder, her body pressing up against my back as she

whispers, her breath

am not angry or upset with you for keeping your voice to yourself, but I need to know the truth about you.I need to know who you are if you’re going to

world disappears as

Her mate...

my bicep and gives it a

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

your flaws and imperfections...all of your pain and worries.You are wrong to assume everyone

I turn my head and look at her.What

softly

lot of things about

she hate 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

lips almost grazing

think I hate being

is pain in her eyes as

think I’m strong?" She

"Well I’m not."

eyes to make them all go away before she looks at me

She hides...just like me.

is time for both of us to come out of hiding.I can feel her heart fluttering in her chest, one

forward, her lips pressing up against mine

body but

puzzled look flickers in her eyes as I push myself up onto my knees, pulling her up into a sitting

face turns bright red as I push her legs closed and spin her around so that her back is pressed against my