The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

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***Christian*** 

WHERE THE I* ‘K IS SHE?!? | pant as I look around at the mess I’ve created, my hand bleeding from shattering the family portrait hanging on the wall.

I run my fingers through my hair as I try to compose myself, but my rage is hard to contain knowing lam so close

yet so far from having Natalia and my pup again. I have been so patient these past few days, hoping Natalia would

turn up but she’s determined to tear me apart.

The answer is right in front of you and yet, you refuse to see it, Jack snarls.

I‘m not killing my mother! I snap, staring at the framed photograph of my mother and Talia at the beach now 

shattered on the floor.

Then watch me burn it all to the ground! Jack sneers, his wrath seeping into my veins.

He fights for control, Jack clawing his way to the surface and attempting to shove me as far back to the depths of my mind as he can. Just as I feel myself about to lose the battle, a knock at the door distracts Jack enough for me to

push through and lock him out.

The door creaks open, my mother poking her head in and waving hello to me.

“What do you want?” | snap, kicking a chair off to the side.

My mother stands still and unfazed by my behavior, her dress perfectly ironed, her hair combed neatly in place

without a hair out of place. As always, she wears heels and has a cool, unwavering smile on her face.

“Christian,” She says in a soothing voice as she walks carefully over the debris on the office floor. “I see you’re not having a good evening.”

She scrutinizes my disheveled hair and the blood on my hand, shaking her head disapprovingly at me. “Almost thirty years old and throwing a tantrum, are we?” She chuckles condescendingly. “And I thought Vanessa

was a mess.”

“If you are here to pester me, you may leave,” I mutter, resting my hands on my desk to feel some sense of

stability in all this turbulence.

“Oh Christian,” my mother sighs, her heels clicking towards me.

“Go away, Mother,” I huff. “It’s past your bedtime. Doesn’t every perfect Luna need her beauty sleep?” I smile

coldly.

“Perhaps,” she laughs, placing her hands on my shoulders. “But my son needs me more.”

| side eye her and she smiles her perfect smile at me, the same smile she taught Natalia.

“Shall we go on a little midnight run?” she hums, gently patting my back. “I bet the fresh air will do you some good instead of you brooding here in your office,

DO IT, Jack chants menacingly. KILL HER.., 

I fight the voice in my head but he growls so loudly, i just want him to stop.

“Come on Chrissy. Let’s go for a run,” my mother murmurs, her heels clicking away as she turns to leave.

my mother leaves the room and reaches for the syringe i’ve kept

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of wolfsbane that the witches

him but Jack stuffs the syringe

large tree and the scent of her sweet perfume alerts me that my mother is undressing and I stop in my

tree and comes to greet me, my mother nudging me with her snout and urging me

on me but I swallow back his rage and hide behind the

my pile of

don‘t need it, I don‘t need it, I chant to myself, my bones rearranging into Jack. We

my mother.

her bow, my mother taking off in a sprint into the woods. We chase after each other and, for a brief moment, I feel like a kid again playing tag with my mom

doesn’t last

we approach a cliff overlooking a valley of trees, my anger and

at once.

on your mind, love?” My mother mind-links me as she

cliffs for a midnight run. I’ve now memorized his little face and know I could pick him out

he like? I wonder. Surely, he is a strong boy with all the makings

settling beside me. “I miss her too. She

special girl.” 

word, knowing if****d up to ever trade

actions, ” my mother murmurs.“ You need

growi at her but she pays me no mind

happy,” she adds. “pray she is alright every night.”

snarl,

of her and

pup.” 

of her the first time?” My mother shorts, my

mistake!” I snap at her, my mother chuckling to

a conscious decision to hurt your wife over and over

my

that through that thick head of yours. You cheated knowing she would feel it. So own up to

1. it. You did this. You tore your family apart, not her.” 

out on the first four years of his life because of her lie. Natalia took him from me. I

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like a breeding w***e. In her mind, you were not fit

my mother softening her

love you, Christian. I love you with all my heart. But that does not mean I will turn the other cheek when I know you are in the wrong. Natalia did what she thought was best

You lost our mate. I didn‘t! I don‘t deserve to pay for the

in my arms and I will never let them

and rage that ripples down my back. It’s almost suffocating, as if the anger itself were strangling

is over,” I declare, taking off in the direction of the house as she calls

where our clothes are and shift back into my human form to

as I hear

mother as she quickly shifts and changes, my hand buried in my

to walk away. “Christian,

get me,” i murmur, feeling exhaustion wash

Christian, of course I do,” My mother soothes, walking over to me and gently

hurts. But moving on.”

I shake my head at her. “No, no, NO! NO! I can’t breathe without her!” I snap, my mother

at my outburst. “I want her back. I want my wife back

stop me from getting

mother’s eyes as

“You’re sick and

have to let

not sick and I don’t want your help!” I

are sick… and you can’t be Alpha like this, Christian. You’ll hurt someone or