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.

get so frustrated with yourself when you couldn’t say a word right…” I mutter to

all grown up now, aren’t you?” I add, my excitement growing

you than Toran

mildly uncomfortable, but I push onward, determined to figure out

up

making him

to the young

to get a reaction from

she and I have never met by the way she looks at me.I turn to the small older

are you?” I ask her, the small woman shaking her

sit down, please?” Toran sighs, ushering me towards

at the young man to sit as well, but he refuses to

so loving and pure yet so familiar, like sitting by a fireplace on a cold winter’s night, the glow of the

a nauseating feeling growing in my

know w-who I- I am?” he whispers after a long silence, his words cutting into my heart with their

with my silence and I close my eyes to concentrate, willing

via mind-link, his voice

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

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 always

much Bigger now,” I

poetry to me and we would watch the butterflies

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

face from me and the guilt once again returns, making

Toran reminds me, grabbing hold of

fault, not yours.I did this

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

hoping if Zane gave me a hint, I might somehow remember

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