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.

 

in River Moon…indefinitely?” She asks, biting on her lower lips as she

 

 

 

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

 

lips to answer, Kota suddenly sits up,

 

wrong?” Talia asks, sitting up and opening her arms

 

bad wolf,” he whines,

 

red water. Lots of red

 

to look at me

 

” What red water?”

 

everywhere!” He

 

was he

 

his back as

 

“Daddy’s okay now.See?”

 

screams, shaking his

 

pup, whispering soothing words

 

I whisper, leaning into

 

y-you want to

 

Kota snarls, aggressively wiping his tears

 

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

 

wolf, Talia picking up on my redirect tactic

 

lower voice, I respond to my own

 

want to see the

 

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

 

to come,” she

 

do you want

 

mutters,

 

K-Kota can stay here all b-by himself and we can g-go see the bu-butterflies,”

 

adds, gently sliding Kota off

 

dressed and then we can go.” We both start to get up when Kota

 

come?”  he asks,

 

say, shoving the wolf in his face and peppering

 

friend and

 

to be washed and dressed by his mother, but his dream lingers

 

covered in blood? I don’t get much time to dwell on the dream as the three of us make our way downstairs for breakfast where we

 

scent of freshly made pancakes, eggs, bacon, and potatoes fills my nostrils,

 

 

 

wastes no time in greeting Agnes, tapping on her leg to get her attention and

 

our eyes

 

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

 

tremble as she sets a plate in front of me, guilt filling my heart for my

 

made your favorite,”

need me now that she’s back but I just wanted

 

her sign any more nonsense, pulling her

 

right to touch me after last night but when I refuse to pull

 

her pain trickle down her cheeks and I only squeeze

 

sets our breakfast out on the patio to give Agnes and I some

 

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

 

but if you can’t, I

 

not angry at you,” I reply

 

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

 

gathering in Agnes’ eyes once

 

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

 

back her tears but her feelings get the best of her and

 

her up in my arms, shielding her

 

all of her emotions, I lead her out into the patio where we

 

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

 

spot, 2 spots, 3

 

off as we all hear

 

tray

 

the tray on the patio table and

 

says and signs to us, shock washing over me that she can

 

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