The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 52

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://infobagh.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.

 

feel about asking Queen Aurora if we can stay in River Moon…indefinitely?” She asks, biting on her lower lips as she waits for

 

 

 

think about, however, as I already feel right at home

 

suddenly sits up, his eyes filing with tears as he

 

sitting up and opening her arms for

 

dream of a bad wolf,” he

 

red water. Lots of red water on you,

 

asks, turning to look at

 

” What red water?”

 

everywhere!”

 

mean to Daddy.Why was he so mean

 

rubbing his back as

 

“Daddy’s okay now.See?”

 

shaking his head at

 

onto the crying pup, whispering soothing

 

I whisper, leaning

 

want to see the

 

tears and hiding his face from

 

head and I grab the little stuffed wolf I “W-wolfie,

 

stuffed wolf, Talia picking up

 

much lower voice, I respond to my

 

want to

 

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

 

to come,” she

 

do you want to come

 

mutters, shaking his

 

himself and we can g-go see the bu-butterflies,” I say

 

Talia adds, gently sliding Kota off her

 

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

 

come?”  he asks, wiping

 

can,” I say, shoving the wolf in his

 

love y-you K-Kota.Y-You’re my b-best friend and I-1

 

little boy gives into the wolf’s kisses and allows himself to be washed

 

get much time to dwell on the dream as the three of us make our way downstairs for breakfast where we find Agnes already hard at

 

pancakes, eggs, bacon, and potatoes fills my

 

 

 

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

 

us all, our eyes

 

is fear and despair on her kind face as she hurries to fix us each a plate, and I realize she is trying to make herself useful

 

of me, guilt filling my heart for my cold behavior towards her last

 

made your favorite,” she signs

you probably don’t need me now that

 

more nonsense, pulling her into

 

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

 

my shirt as she lets her pain trickle

 

Talia only whisks him away and sets our

 

forgiveness, but I never meant to

 

me, but if you can’t, I

 

angry at

 

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

 

sign, tears gathering in Agnes’

 

you who held my hand during my first shift, you who shielded me with your body during a beating, you who washed my wounds after a long day of

 

her and

 

wrap her up in my arms, shielding her

 

out into the patio where we find Talia and Kota

 

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

 

2 spots, 3

 

we all hear the sound of

 

down the walkway, a small tray wrapped in tinfoil visible

 

the tray on the patio table and smiles nervously

 

to us, shock washing

 

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