The Silent Alpha

***Rionna*** 

"M-mom?" the man stammers, his face pale as he gawks at me.

I turn my head to see if there is anyone behind me but just find a closed door in my path.

Who is he calling Mom?I wonder.

Toran chuckles softly to himself and I frown at him for teasing me before turning back to the frightened man.

A single tear rolls down his cheek but he does not move any closer to me, as if he is afraid I might disintegrate should he so much as breathe near me.

He looks so familiar...I tell myself though I can’t quite make out where exactly I have seen him.

"Look harder, Ry," Toran mind-links me.

"You know him."

"I do? “ I ask, squinting my eyes at the mysterious man.I study his features, taking in his dark hair, his smooth pale skin and his warm brown eyes.

Those eyes...Where have I seen those eyes....

"I think we should sit down first, Ry," Toran says, getting up to offer me his chair.

I step towards my husband only for the young man to whimper.

A memory suddenly pops into my head of a little boy with a stutter doing his best to recite a poem, a few sad tears trickling down his cheeks as he stumbles through his words.

"You're the little boy from my dreams..." I murmur, a soft smile curling on my lips as I turn to face him.

"You used to read poetry to me...You would get so frustrated with yourself when you couldn’t say a word right..." I mutter to myself, snapping my fingers in thought.

"You’re all grown up now, aren’t you?" I add, my excitement growing about meeting someone from my past.

...Perhaps he can tell us more about you than Toran can… my wolf, Senara whispers.

The man’s eyes glaze over with tears, his silence making me mildly uncomfortable, but I push onward, determined to figure out who he is.

"You're very handsome," I chirp, holding up my smile despite the man’s silent stare.

Am I making him uncomfortable?

 "Is she your mate?" I ask, turning to the young woman beside him clinging to his arm.

"She’s very beautiful," I smile, hoping to get a reaction from either of them.

The young woman smiles at me but I can tell she and I have never met by the way she looks at me.I turn to the small older woman who has her brows furrowed in anger at Toran and I, my heart skipping a beat at her clear Had I upset her in my past life?

 "And who are you?" I ask her, the small woman shaking her head at me.

"Honey, will you sit down, please?" Toran sighs, ushering me towards the chair.

He gestures at the young man to sit as well, but he refuses to move an inch, completely paralyzed by his emotions.

The longing in his eyes awakens something within me, something so loving and pure yet so familiar, like sitting by a fireplace on a cold winter's night, the glow of the flames touching every inch of me, enveloping me in the safety of its warmth.

"Who am I to you?" I whisper, a nauseating feeling growing in my belly when a pained look flashes in his eyes.

"Y-you don’t ....Y-you don’t know w-who I- I am?" he whispers after a long silence, his words cutting into my heart with their anguish.

Guilt washes over me as his despair grows with my silence and I close my eyes to concentrate, willing my memories to come back to me, but all I see is an empty abyss.

"It’s okay, Rionna, " Toran murmurs via mind-link, his voice soft and soothing.

push yourself.Your memories will come back when you are

so much.He is the voice of reason when I feel so completely lost and useless.He’s my anchor,

Tylen and I.

arms around my waist and pulls me to his

my

is Zane, his mother Agnes, and his mate, Talia," he adds, pointing

to a beautiful woman with long white hair and gorgeous honey eyes.I feel the urge to pay respect to her

that is Her Majesty, Aurora and her King, Oliver,"

smile

but ultimately gives me a warm welcome and urges me to take a

to speak but decides against it, pursing his lips and clenching his fists at his

if my wife tells her story to you, Zane, before you ask any questions,"

"Is that okay, hun?"

allies before, so this is not out of the ordinary for me, but Zane’s

start with my very

woke up in a hospital with no memories of who I was or how amnesia, I think," I shrug apologetically, hoping Zane’s sadness will fade away as I

the first time.He didn’t like me very much and was quite angry at me for being awake," I chuckle, Toran smirking

reason, I came back..." I add, still unable to wrap my head around

and explains in further detail the

during King Arthur's birthday party, I requested that my wolves bring me back her body as proof of her death.As she was being transported to Ravenstone, she sat up

told me she was awake for a while, but it was as if she were in limbo, not really ‘here’ at all.She said nothing, just sat up like a stone the entire ride to Ravenstone.My wolves were terrified of her so they didn’t even try to touch her until they arrived at the

tempted to kill her..."he adds with a chuckle as I smack his

Goddess would not have bestowed the gift of life to her again without good reason.She must have a bigger plan for her.So...rather than kill her, I kept Elenore, or rather Rionna, as my prisoner until I could figure out what that reason was," he says, pulling out my smoky quartz had Rionna wear this

at Zane and find him looking at me with so much emotion, hanging on to every word of

a prisoner, however," I add with a

even had company with Tylen.He would visit me every day to share a meal with me or play board games," I explain, patting Tylen’s shoulder,

How odd...I sigh.

a lot, asking me if I could remember anything about

told me it was best not to force you to remember,"

doing

me," I reply, leaning over and pecking him on the lips

relationship with Toran

memories have come back since I’ve woken up.I know my name was once Elenore and Toran tells me Imore me.Sometimes I get these recurring dreams, but they don’t really feel like dreams; they’re more like little fragments or hints of my memory....And you

you are much Bigger now,"

poetry to me and we would watch

with you is always beautiful and I look forward to dreaming more about you.I don’t know much about Elenore in her past life, but I know she was happiest with

face from me and the guilt once again returns, making me wish I could remember who he

feel bad," Toran reminds me, grabbing hold of my hand

is all my fault, not yours.I did this

pain in Zane’s heart, however, makes it hard for me to not give in to my

Zane gave me a hint, I might

the table only to

out, Zane’s grip on the door

heavily, as he

blood drains from my face

"H-his what..."

"Zane is your son,"

this news not any lighter the second

up to comfort him but unsure if she should

emotions bombard me all at once, the most powerful being

could I not know I had a son? How does a mother forget a son? HOW? My chest burns with anger and I push

him, Toran’s face

could you not tell

was on enemy

What right did you have to hide my son from me!?" I retort, furious at the thought of Zane

Toran replies calmly, though I hear the

actually alive when you first woke up.I sent Agnes to Scarlett Haven on a hunch that he was alive, but even then it was difficult to determine who Zane really was.No one had ever seen him before.There were no