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.

 

can stay in River Moon…indefinitely?” She asks, biting on her lower

 

 

 

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

 

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

 

sitting up and opening her arms

 

of a bad wolf,” he whines, burying his face in her

 

of red water on you,

 

to look at

 

” What red water?”

 

water everywhere!” He

 

was he so mean

 

okay,” Talia soothes, rubbing his back

 

“Daddy’s okay now.See?”

 

shaking his

 

whispering soothing

 

I whisper,

 

to see

 

Kota snarls, aggressively wiping his tears and hiding his

 

and I grab the little stuffed wolf I “W-wolfie, wo-would y-you like to

 

stuffed wolf, Talia picking up on my redirect tactic and smirking

 

much lower voice, I

 

Za-Zane, I-I want to see the

 

about y-you, Ta-Talia? Wo-would y-you like to go see the

 

to come,” she

 

want to

 

he mutters, shaking

 

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

 

idea,” Talia adds, gently

 

both start to get up when Kota very timidly crawls to the edge of the

 

he asks,

 

shoving the wolf in his face and peppering him

 

b-best friend and I-1

 

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

 

as the three of us make our way downstairs for breakfast where we

 

pancakes, eggs, bacon, and potatoes

 

 

 

her leg to get her attention and waving hello at

 

us all, our eyes meeting for a

 

despair on her kind face as she hurries to fix us each a plate, and

 

me, guilt filling my heart for my

 

your favorite,”

probably don’t need me now that she’s back but I just

 

nonsense, pulling her into my arms

 

the right to touch me after last night but when I

 

lets her pain trickle

 

Talia only whisks him away and sets our breakfast out on the patio to give Agnes and

 

away, Agnes frantically wipes her tears and”I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I never meant to hurt you. I just couldn’t bring myself to tell you the truth about why

 

if

 

angry at you,”

 

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 erase all the love you

 

tears gathering in Agnes’ eyes once

 

washed my wounds after a long day of labor, you who taught me how to

 

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

 

once again wrap her up in my arms, shielding her from the world

 

of her emotions, I lead her out into the

 

you cuntchops!***) murmurs, pointing to three lady bugs crawling along some blades

 

spot, 2 spots, 3

 

all hear the sound of soft footsteps tapping towards

 

down the walkway, a small tray wrapped in tinfoil visible in her hands as

 

patio

 

says and signs to us, shock washing over me that

 

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