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.

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

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that the witches gave me

but Jack stuffs the syringe into

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

the tree and comes to greet me, my mother nudging me

on me but I swallow back his

my pile

my bones rearranging into Jack. We have yet another fight for control, but I keep

my mother.

mother taking off in a sprint into the woods. We chase after each other and, for a brief moment,

doesn’t last

cliff overlooking a valley of trees, my anger and my

at once.

mother mind-links me as she plops down near the edge of the cliff to

hind legs, my mind drifting to thoughts of me bringing my own pup here to the cliffs for a midnight run. I’ve now memorized his little face and know I could pick him out in

a strong boy with all

aren‘t you?” my mother asks, settling beside

special girl.” 

if****d up

of your actions, ” my mother murmurs.“ You need to let that

at her but she pays me no mind and

she is happy,” she adds. “pray

me,” I snarl, my mother giving me

care of her

pup.” 

first time?” My mother shorts, my wolf growling at her

mistake!” I snap at her, my mother

a conscious decision to hurt your wife

my

head of yours. You cheated knowing she would feel it. So own

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

one who tore my family apart. Icheated on my wife... not my son,” I retort, “I missed out on the first four years of his life because of her lie. Natalia took him from me. I have every right to demand

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to think before she responds.” You treated your wife like a breeding w***e. In her

on?” I growl, my mother softening her features as she nuzzies up to

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 for her baby and, as a mother, I cannot blame her

mate. I didn‘t! I don‘t deserve to

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

violent, creating a storm of wrath and rage that ripples down my back. It’s

think this run 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 change, stuffing the syringe

pocket as I hear my

quickly shifts and changes, my hand buried in my

away. “Christian, I am speaking to you!” she snaps, my feet coming

murmur, feeling exhaustion wash

do,” My mother soothes, walking over to me and

hurts. But moving on.”

head at her. “No, no, NO! NO! I

wife back and neither you,

from getting

in my mother’s eyes as she stares at

you‘re sick,” She whispers, holding back a sob. “You’re sick and

have to let

and I don’t want your help!” I snarl, tears rolling

like this, Christian. You’ll hurt someone or