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.

will come back when you

is the voice of reason when I feel

Tylen and I.

his arms around my waist and pulls me to his side, the young man watching us in

and my son, Tylen," he

Talia," he adds, pointing to the man, his mate and

beautiful woman with long white hair and gorgeous honey eyes.I feel the urge to pay respect to her and bend over in a low bow along

Aurora and

I smile

but ultimately gives me a warm welcome and urges me to

mouth to speak but decides against it, pursing his lips and clenching his fists at his sides as he sits with his mate and

wife tells her story to you, Zane, before you ask any questions," Toran explains,

"Is that okay, hun?"

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

start with

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

my eyes for the first time.He didn’t like me very much and

but for some reason, I came back..." I add, still unable to wrap my

explains in further detail the events

ordered the hit 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 in the back of the van,

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 pack hospital.A doctor came to check her out and she fell into a deep

her..."he adds with a chuckle as

I could figure out what that reason was," he says, pulling out my smoky quartz had Rionna wear this fae enchanted stone to mask her appearance whenever she leaves the pack house.It’s kept her safe from being spotted for the last 20

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

prisoner, however," I add with a

after I woke up from my coma and was allowed to explore the pack house whenever I pleased.I even had company with Tylen.He would visit me every day to share a meal with

How odd...I sigh.

lot, asking me if I could remember anything about my past but never giving me much information

doctors told me it was best not to

doing what

reply, leaning over and pecking him on the lips

it seem my relationship with Toran upsets him

not many 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 are

are much Bigger now," I

to me and we would

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 you...so thank you.Thank you for making her

to hide his face from me and the guilt once again returns, making

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

fault, not yours.I did

it hard for me to not

am I to you?" I whisper aloud, hoping if Zane gave me a hint, I might

table only to be stopped by the Queen, her command felt

on the door knob tightening so that

sighs heavily, as he always does when something is weighing heavily

drains from my face as I stare

"H-his what..."

"Zane is your son,"

of this news

him but unsure if she should touch him or let him have

at

How does a mother forget a son? HOW? My chest burns with anger and I push

him, Toran’s face remaining irritably calm as he looks

could you not tell me I

was on

my son from me!?" I retort, furious

Toran replies calmly, though I

difficult to determine who Zane really was.No one had ever seen him before.There were no records, no birth certificates, no school weren't even photographs of