Alpha Sean: The Mute Alpha

"Run, Bee,” A voice echoed through her head as she tore through the woods, her little feet bare and aching, dashing against stones. “Run as fast as you can. Do not look back, do not stop, do not worry. I will find you soon,"She could see him in her mind’s eye. An old man standing at the edge of the forest, holding up a silver moon necklace that gleamed in the dark night. “Run Bee!”And she ran. For hours until her feet couldn’t take any more. She ran until her knees grew feeble. Until the trees morphed into cackling shadows around her, mocking the poor little girl lost in the forest. Bee fell to her knees, clamped her eyes shut, terrified to be all alone. The old man had promised to come. He would come with his shining necklace and all the dark shadows would be gone. And so she curled up on shrub covered ground and waited. But he never came. Isabella’s eyes flashed open to see a gleaming white ceiling staring down rather boringly at her. She had the weird dream again. That was th

Sean remained silent. Isabella watched his eyes slowly turn blue and his face grow cold. Her heart skipped in fear, and she pulled away from him slowly, already expecting the worst. "Sean?" she called, alarmed when he simply rose up and walked out of the room. Shit! Shit! She had messed up. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest, and she sank into her bed, trying to process the entire encounter. Werewolves got second chance mates. That was a widely known fact. What were the odds that both mates would be men she grew up with? Her door creaked open, and Isabella sat up quickly hoping it was Sean. Her face fell when she saw Luna standing at the door, curious and concerned. "Isabella?" she called, walking into the room, "I saw Sean leave in a hurry. He did not do anything to you, did he?" Of course, she thought the worst about her own son, Isabella thought sadly. The same man who had helped her right before everyone, away from the prying eyes and cruel whispers. Sean was the kindest

“Excuse me?” Isabella gasped staggering back because surely he wasn't serious.But he looked serious. She could see it in his eyes, how serious and intent he was.This was a man on a mission.“Of course,” Jay responded, staring at her as if she's the one being ridiculous, “I have found you now, Bella thanks to the goddess. You must come home without haste.”“Surely you don't expect me to just pack my bags and follow you, do you?”“Why the hell not?”“Because, it doesn't work that way. I have a life here, I have a home here - a family. I can't just abandon all those in the blink of an eye.”Her brother blinked at her, “But your rightful place is in Nightingale. That's where you belong. That is where your true family is.”“We are her true family here.” The Luna chimed in but her husband placed a hand on her lap, giving her a warning look.“Listen,” not knowing what to do with her hands other than fidget, Isabella took her brother's in hers and squeezed them lightly, “I understand you. I

Chapter 07Isabella would not say she was surprised when the shock on Sean's face quickly got replaced by a blank mask and expression.Did it hurt her? Definitely.But surprised? No.She knew what was coming - suspected so she slowly backed away as if distance would stop whatever Sean's response would be from hurting.“You are not serious.” Sean signed.“I am one hundred percent serious. You can come with me - nobody here values you anyway. You will become Aloha, by my side and -”Sean held his hand up, cutting her off.“It’s not that easy.”“Not that easy, or you just don't want to.”His hands moved frantically, “You don't seem to understand what's going on here. No matter how much you want this, or how much I do - it cannot be. It hurts me, yes, but this can't happen for your sake, Isavella.”“For my sake?”“Yes! For your sake. Fine, you are the heir to the Nightingale pack. What will people think when you present a cursed mate to them? I am fine with it, but I'm not fine with havin

Sean had been called several things in this miserable life of his.He has been called a weakling, taboo, cursed, The Mute Heir - the cursed Alpha.And even though growing up those discriminating words and taunts hurt like hell, by the time he was a teenager he had learnt to just ignore them - that was wrong. More like he learnt to accept and embrace them.With time he allowed these words to become his branding, what he is, his identity and it was easier, way easier for him because at least it stopped hurting when he already came in terms with his fate and just accepted that this was the destiny written for him.To be a taboo.To be in the shadows.And goddess above how much he loved staying in the shadows, how much he loved being invincible and just watching everyone else go about their lives without saying a word - not that he could.And the shadows were exactly where he had hid, as he watched the girl he had grown to love, his mate - well, ex mate - the love of his life, ride away i