The Silent Alpha

***Natalia*** 

Zane suddenly doubles over in pain, his hands gripping his head as a small whimper escapes his throat.His breathing becomes ragged, and I fear he might pass out with every heavy breath.

Wyatt steps forward to soothe the young pup, but Sebastian's booming voice makes him cower back in his place.

"Do not coddle him!" Sebastian warns, his voice echoing off the walls.

"He must be a man and face his fate on his own."

Zane’s legs finally give in, and he falls to his knees until finally, his pain stops.

Panting, he slowly raises his head to face his father, wiping his tear-streaked cheeks with his sleeves.

"You will remain here until I find a way to make you go away," Sebastian snarls, before turing on his heel to leave.

Wyatt does not move, his eyes glued to the trembling little boy still sitting on his knees.

"I’m sorry," he mumbles to Zane, a single tear sliding down his cheek.

"WYATT!"

Sebastian calls over his shoulder, Wyatt wiping his face and following his Alpha out the door.

The door slams shut, the bolts jingling as they lock Zane in his prison.

towards the little boy, he fades away like sand between my fingers, the memory melting back into the darkness.

The pitch black only lasts a moment before I once again find myself in the same room, Zane looking up at his father, a small shaking woman behind him.

As I look closer, I realize it's Agnes, much younger but just as beautiful as she is now.

"You will be moving to the Omega house with her," Sebastian snaps.

"She'll help you pack your things." He growls when both Agnes and Zane remain frozen in place.

"Do I have to repeat myself? Get moving!" he commands, pushing Agnes into the room.

He leaves without another word, Zane rushing over to help Agnes to her feet.

At first Agnes shields herself from Zane’s touch but when she recognizes that he only means to help, she allows him to hold her hands.

She signs the word "thank you" to him but Zane does not seem to understand.

Agnes then pulls out a pen and paper from her pocket and the two of them exchange greetings in silence.

Almost instantly, Zane takes a liking to Agnes, smiling very brightly at her with every note she writes.

to talk to? I wonder, my heart growing heavy as

a small suitcase.He doesn’t pack much, just some room holding a small suitcase and

for you," Wyatt explains slowly to Agnes,

Wyatt groans when he realizes she does

piece of paper and writes out what Wyatt said for Agnes.She smiles and nods, Wyatt

need to explain everything to her," Wyatts says,

on, you two are Agnes and Zane Thorne, mother and son.You are two rogues who

information and again nods.So that’s how she became

we'll have the paperwork for her to take full legal custody of

be your mother in the eyes of the State and this

to Agnes, the three of them walk out the room, Zane looking back at his prison

the memory fades, the pitch black shifting into a very tiny room with

and a door on the left wall that leads

or 11 years old now, but

when the clock strikes 5:30 am, Zane waking

sits up, I see a large blood stain on his t-shirt and on

up for the day and when he steps out of the shower, he is dressed only in his jeans, revealing a long cut between his shoulder blades that resembles the tip

wounds and scars on his back and torso, and I’m left to wonder

folding it all neatly

shoulder, helping

signs something to him, and he audibly groans before getting up to get the first aid

she cleans his wound and redresses it, cupping Zane’s cheeks

room, the two of them head out to the mess hall, several other

food, Zane and Agnes being pushed to the back

turn to receive a plate, all that is left is a single

Zane not hesitate to hand the plate to Agnes while he

at him as they sit down at a table near the comer,

his head and sips his orange

but he again pancake in half, taking one half and pushing the

is not going to give in, he begrudgingly takes his

find it hard to not admire their love for each

and Agnes was not his mother, and yet they took care of each other like a small

were not bitter or angry about their situation, but just happy to have each other’s company and share what little

woman with a head full of gray hairs, stands at the front of the mess hall

assignments for the day.She calls Agnes’ name

Lily.All the linens, bedding and towels need to

report to the construction site with Amadeas.He will give you

translates to Agnes and her face

argue for a moment before she storms away to do

but then puts on a brave face and walks out of the mess

him outside, my eyes wandering to take

as big as River Moon, but it is bigger than Silver as a second glance, as if he did