The Silent Alpha

Chapter 52: Red Water 

***Zanet** 

After Talia’s former Gamma called last night, Talia went into a frantic terror, shaking violently with both rage and fear that her ex-mate was trying to locate our son.

It was not until I brought Kota in to stay with us for the night that she finally calmed down enough to go to sleep.

Grayson, however, was too enraged to stay quiet, so I let him out to patrol around the house while our mate and pup slept soundly.

Now as the dawn breaks over the horizon, I shift into my human form, changing into a pair of shorts and stumbling back into the room.

"Tell Christian he can go to hell.My son already has a Dad and I have an Alpha who I am going to love.I am going to love him and I am going to be happy because after all these years spent being angry and full of hatred, I deserve to have my happily ever after,"

Talia snarls into the phone before hanging up and huffing loudly to herself.She looks up to see me standing in the doorway, her cheeks heating up as she curls back up in bed with our sleeping pup.

I don’t know what to say as a kaleidoscope of butterflies flutters about from my stomach to my head.

Talia pats the empty space beside her, coaxing me to come to bed with her as she pulls the covers open for me.I crawl into bed, She interlocks our hands and brings them to her lips, kissing my knuckles gently as she speaks.

"Christian wants to make me his Luna and take Kota as his next heir," she murmurs, her other hand brushing away Kota's hair from his face.

A low growl rumbles through my chest, Talia chuckling softly to herself at Grayson’s possessiveness.

"And it appears my sister ended up in a coma after attempting to turn," she sighs.

I rest my chin on her shoulder and pull her closer to my chest.

"A-are you al-alright?" I ask, Talia shrugging to herself.

"I have let Vanessa and Christian control my life for several years now," she whispers.

"And for a long time, I’ve been living in fear of my own heart, too afraid to let anyone else get close enough to hurt me again.It’s so much easier being alone; it’s comfortable.No one can hurt you," https://novelebook.com/she adds with a small shrug.

I hold my breath as she guides my hand to her chest and presses it over her heart.

"Do you feel my heart racing?" she asks, the thumping of her heart drumming against the palm of my hand.

"y-yes."

"It hasn’t done that in a long time," she murmurs in breathy whispers.

"But my heart races every time I’m with you...And I realize...I never want to stop feeling that." to live, to grow, to fight intensifying as she speaks her truth.

"I want to be yours, truly and completely yours," Talia whispers, turning to look at me with tears tugging at her eyes.

"So I will give you my heart and my soul...even if it terrifies me.Even if I feel I’m not good enough.I’m done letting Christian and Vanessa win.I want to stop running.I want to be happy...and that starts by accepting your mark."

My eyes widen in shock and I can’t help the giddy smile that stretches across my face.

"R-really?" I ask, Grayson wagging his tail enthusiastically.

What are you doing? Don't question her, he snaps.She might change her mind! 

"Tonight," she murmurs.

"Mark me tonight."

I lock eyes with her, trying to decipher if this really is what she wants or if it's just the fear taking over again.

All I find in her eyes, however, is something no one but my mother has ever looked at me with: acceptance.

I am flawed and tainted by my past, but this perfectly imperfect human still wants me to be the father of her child and the man of her life.What more could I want? 

"T-tonight," I nod, a smile curling on her lips in response as I lean in for a kiss.

"One more thing, Zane," Talia adds, teasing me by pulling away from my lips.

"How would you feel about asking Queen Aurora if we can stay in River Moon...indefinitely?" She asks, biting on her lower lips as she waits for my reply.

to think about, however, as I already feel right

to answer, Kota suddenly sits up, his eyes filing with tears as

what's wrong?" Talia asks, sitting up and

bad wolf," he

Lots of red water on

asks, turning to look

" What red water?"

water everywhere!"

was he so mean to

okay," Talia soothes, rubbing his back as

"Daddy’s okay now.See?"

screams, shaking

onto the crying pup, whispering soothing words to calm

whisper,

want to see

snarls, aggressively wiping his tears

the little stuffed wolf I

Talia picking up

much lower voice, I

-yes, Za-Zane, I-I want to see

Wo-would y-you like to go see the bu-butterflies with me?" I ask,

love to

you want to

he mutters, shaking his

all b-by himself and we can g-go see

adds, gently sliding Kota off

we can go." We both start to get up when Kota very timidly crawls to

he asks,

say, shoving the wolf in his face

and I-1

into the wolf’s kisses and allows himself to be washed and dressed by his mother, but his

why was Talia covered in blood? I don’t get much time to dwell on the dream as the three of us

freshly made pancakes, eggs, bacon, and potatoes fills my nostrils, my mouth watering with

Agnes, tapping on her leg to get her attention and waving

our eyes meeting for

us each a plate, and I realize she is trying to make

plate in front of me, guilt filling my heart for my cold behavior towards

your favorite," she signs

me now

nonsense, pulling her into my arms in a tight

had the right to touch me after last night but when I refuse to pull away, she finally wraps her arms around

shirt as she lets her pain trickle down her

sets our breakfast out on the patio to

I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I never meant to hurt you. I just couldn’t bring myself to

me, but if you

angry at you,"

realize now you were only doing what you thought was best.It is I who should be thanking you for all the years of your care.You were so broken and yet you chose to care for the son of the man who killed your child.You chose to be my family when I had no family left to care for me.My mother may be alive, but her presence can’t

tears gathering in Agnes’ eyes once

my wounds after a long day of labor, you who taught me how to speak when I

does her best to hold back her tears but her feelings get the best of her and she sobs into her hands, her body relaxing with relief

in my arms, shielding her from the world

into the patio where

SWN**el.Stop stealing my work, you cuntchops!***) murmurs, pointing to three lady bugs crawling along some

spot, 2 spots,

we all hear

small tray wrapped in

patio table and

and signs to us, shock washing over me that

unless perhaps you’ve changed your mind about sharing

loss of words as I stare back at my mother, still in shock that after all of these years, she’s still

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