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.

 

you feel about asking Queen Aurora if we can stay in River Moon…indefinitely?” She asks, biting on

 

 

 

nothing to think about, however, as I already feel right at

 

suddenly sits up, his eyes filing with tears

 

wrong?” Talia asks, sitting up and

 

bad wolf,” he whines, burying his

 

Lots of red

 

water?” She asks, turning to look at

 

” What red water?”

 

water everywhere!”

 

Daddy.Why was

 

soothes, rubbing his back

 

“Daddy’s okay now.See?”

 

shaking

 

pup, whispering soothing words to

 

I whisper, leaning into

 

want to

 

aggressively wiping his tears

 

stuffed wolf I “W-wolfie, wo-would

 

stuffed wolf, Talia picking up

 

lower voice, I respond to my own

 

Za-Zane, I-I want

 

see the bu-butterflies with me?” I ask, Talia nodding

 

would love to come,” she

 

do you want to

 

he mutters, shaking his

 

all b-by himself and we can g-go see the

 

great idea,” Talia adds, gently sliding Kota off her

 

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

 

come?”  he

 

I say, shoving the wolf in his face

 

b-best friend and I-1 will never let an-anyone hurt

 

be washed and dressed

 

son’s dreams and why was Talia 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

 

freshly made pancakes, eggs, bacon, and potatoes fills my nostrils, my mouth watering with

 

 

 

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

 

us all, our eyes meeting

 

her kind face as she hurries to fix us each

 

sets a plate in front of me, guilt filling my heart for my cold

 

made your favorite,”

you probably don’t need me now

 

don’t let her sign any more nonsense, pulling her into my arms in a tight

 

if she had the right to touch me after last night but when

 

my shirt as she lets her pain trickle down her

 

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

 

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

 

but if you can’t,

 

not angry at you,” I

 

the years of your care.You were so broken and yet you chose to care for the son of the man

 

gathering in Agnes’ eyes once

 

washed my wounds after a long day of labor, you who taught me how to speak when I had no voice to do

 

the best of her and she sobs into her hands, her body relaxing with relief that I still see her as

 

wrap her up in my arms, shielding her from the world as

 

out into the patio where we find Talia and Kota hunched over a patch

 

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

 

2 spots,

 

voice trails off as we all hear the sound of

 

small tray wrapped in tinfoil visible in her hands as

 

patio table and smiles nervously at

 

signs to us,

 

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