The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

The Fuckening 66. The Fuckening 

***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.

reaches for the syringe i’ve kept hidden in my drawers.

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the witches gave me to complete my

him but Jack stuffs the syringe into my pocket nonetheless and turns

way back to the surface as I walk out of the house towards the surrounding woods to find my mother. The sound of rustling behind a large tree and the scent of her sweet perfume alerts me that my mother is undressing and I stop in my tracks to give her some privacy. Before long, a

and comes to greet me, my mother nudging me

I swallow back his rage and hide behind the tree

my pile of

We have yet another fight for control, but I keep him at bay, taking command of my body as I

my mother.

her weight on her hind legs and waits. I accept her bow, my mother taking off in a sprint into the woods. We chase after each other

doesn’t last

of trees, my

at once.

mother mind-links me as she plops down

drifting to thoughts of me bringing my own pup here to the cliffs for

Surely, he is a strong boy with all the makings of a true Alpha.

my mother asks, settling beside

special girl.” 

knowing if****d up to ever trade

have to live with the consequences of your actions, ” my mother murmurs.“ You need to let that girl go and move on with your

at her but she pays me no

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

with me,” I snarl, my mother

of

pup.” 

took care of her the first time?” My mother

I snap at her, my mother chuckling

conscious decision to hurt your wife over and over again

my

that thick head of yours. You cheated knowing she would

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

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

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like a breeding w***e. In her mind, you were

are you on?” I growl, my mother softening her features as

turn the other cheek when I know you are in the wrong. Natalia did what she thought was best for her baby and, as a mother, I cannot blame her for taking her

I didn‘t! I

want her and our pup back in my arms and I will never let them go! I

creating a storm of wrath and rage that ripples down

in the direction

shift back into my human

pocket as I hear my mother’s

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

I start to walk away. “Christian, I am speaking to you!” she snaps,

i murmur, feeling

over to

hurts. But moving on.”

her. “No, no, NO! NO! I can’t breathe without her!” I snap,

want my wife back

me from getting what I

my mother’s eyes

a sob. “You’re sick and

just have to

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

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