Chapter 35: Hidden II
***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.

since he had someone to talk to? I wonder, my heart growing heavy as I watch him fall in

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

explains slowly to Agnes, who only stares blankly

groans when he realizes she does

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

you’ll need to explain everything to her,” Wyatts says,

two are Agnes and Zane Thorne, mother and son.You are two rogues who lost their pack, the Snow Belle pack, thanks to Ravenstone and

again nods.So that’s how she became his mother, I say to myself, putting all

of weeks, we’ll have the paperwork for her

in the eyes of

Zane explains the situation to Agnes, the three of them walk out the room, Zane looking back at his prison one last time before

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

a door on the left wall that

11 years old now, but to my dismay, there are

strikes 5:30 am, Zane

blood stain

and when he steps out of the shower, he is dressed only in his jeans, revealing a long cut

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

collects Agnes’ clothes from a dresser, folding it all neatly and placing

taps on her shoulder, helping her into a sitting position when she

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

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

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

to receive their food, Zane and Agnes being pushed to the back of the

to receive a plate, all that is left

hesitate to hand the plate to Agnes while he grabs two glasses of

at a table near the comer, pushing her plate towards

his head and sips his orange juice

pancake in half,

give in, he begrudgingly takes his

not admire their

his mother, and yet they took care of each other

about their situation, but just happy

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

giving out assignments for the day.She calls Agnes’ name and looks at

linens, bedding and towels need to be washed, pressed and put away,” the Head Omega

are to report to the construction

to Agnes and

argue for a moment before she storms away to do her work, leaving young

but then puts on a brave face and walks

him outside, my eyes wandering

not nearly as big as River Moon, but it is bigger than Silver as a second glance,

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