The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 48

*Rionna*** Chapter 48

“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.

poetry to me…You would get so frustrated with yourself when you couldn’t say

you?” I add, my

more about you than Toran can… my

his silence making me mildly uncomfortable, but I push onward, determined to figure out who

handsome,” I chirp, holding up my smile

I making him

ask, turning to the young woman beside him

hoping to get a

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

ask her, the small

down, please?” Toran sighs,

young man to sit as well, but he refuses to

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

to you?” I whisper, a nauseating feeling growing in my belly when a pained look flashes in his

he whispers after

with my silence and I close my eyes to concentrate, willing my memories to come back to me,

murmurs via mind-link, his voice soft and

me very much and was quite angry at me for being awake,” I chuckle, Toran smirking mischievously and kissing my hand. “He told me I had died, but for some reason, I came back…” I add, still unable to wrap my head around the story myself. Toran sighs heavily and explains in further detail the events of my rising. “After I 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, the wound on her neck completely healed,” Toran adds with emphasis. “My wolves 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, ‘ust sat up like a stone the entire ride to Ravenstone.My wolves were terrified of her so they

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

you are much Bigger now,” I

used to read poetry to me and we would watch

to dreaming more about you.I don’t know much

his 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 and

fault, not

hard for me

Zane gave

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