Silent Alpha Stephanie Light 소설 & 이야기

Just not close. I did not reach through. She did not reach through. We were both waiting for the other one to move first and neither of us was moving. I heard him before I saw him. Footsteps that were too deliberate to be accidental. Someone who wanted me to know they were coming before they arrived. Smart. Approaching a grieving Alpha in the dark without warning was the kind of decision that got people bitten. Silas stepped into the pale moonlight at the edge of the bank and stopped.

I drove toward Stone Crown Pack's territory. The scenery outside the window blurred past as my grip tightened around the steering wheel. The dull ache in my chest was still there, but I was used to it by now. Liam Kramer's Beta was already waiting outside the building. When he saw my car, he immediately lowered his head. "Ms. Smith, the Alpha is waiting for you on the top floor." I nodded and followed him into the elevator. When the doors opened at the top level, Liam's powerful Alpha aura hit me instantly.

" He looked stunned, as if I had caught him off guard. He stared at me, speechless, without any explanation. Then he grabbed Yvonne's hand. "I don't have time for your silly talk. Yvonne's coming with me tonight. You should stay home and think about how you can become a better person. If you don't know how, just Google 'how to become a good sister-in-law!'" With that, he stormed off with Yvonne, not even glancing back. I looked at the mess around me, dried my tears, and started packing my bags quietly.

The echo of the forest’s rage lingered — trees clawing at me, the earth splitting, the wind shrieking. Within the blink of an eye, silence draped itself over everything — A heavy, dead silence. Its wifht pressed down even much more, draining life our of me. But with every passing moment that life slips out of me, it feeds this dead silence like a zombie feeds on brains. And so, this silent wasn't dead anymore. It now had a pulse. I might still be a subject to delusion because it felt like this silence had a voice too. I heard a faint hum rolled through the emptiness until suddenly a flicker of light exploded through the air.

The ghosts that had chased me, the voices that whispered I was nothing, the scars left by betrayal and abandonment— They were quiet. And I didn’t know what to do with the silence they left behind. ⸻ Stephanie came in without knocking. She never did on days like this. She had a bottle of champagne in one hand, her heels clicking across the hardwood like punctuation marks in an otherwise muted room. “I thought we should celebrate,” she said, her voice gentle, but proud. I turned to her slowly. “Is it really over?” Stephanie poured the champagne and handed me a glass. “For them? Yes. For us? That depends.”

"Must you be insufferable every time I ask you a simple question?" "Perhaps you should mind your business, don't you think?" I responded. She inhaled sharply, clearly ready to retaliate, but an approaching alpha interrupted us. "Alpha, pius," I acknowledged, extending my hand. Cynthia's expression transformed instantly, her irritation disappearing beneath a polished smile. We spoke briefly about the succession, the Council's deliberations, and the remaining candidates. I gave the answers expected of me, but my eyes kept on wandering towards the entrance. By the time Alpha Pius excused himself, Cynthia's patience had worn thin.

“Since she's refused to cooperate, she's no longer useful to this family.” Stephanie’s eyes widened in horror. A chill crawled down her spine. “What are you talking about?” she whispered. Roy merely smirked. The expression looked horrifying on his scarred face. “You'll find out soon enough.” ***** The water rippled gently as Alana swam back and forth with smooth, powerful strokes. Sunlight danced across the surface, casting shimmering reflections around the luxurious pool. For the first time in days, she felt completely relaxed. She reached the edge and pushed herself upward, leaning against the cool tile.

“I know there’s someone here…” Seraphina whispered weakly and Stephanie looked at her like she regretted every life decision that had brought her to this point. The room stayed painfully bright from all the lights they had left on through the entire night. Neither of them had bothered turning anything off after the photo incident and now the bedroom looked weird under the artificial glow. Stephanie sat beside her against the headboard with messy hair and sleepy eyes before pulling her sister into another tight hug.

"You... you were here..." "Yes, I was," I reply, forcing a bright, fake smile onto my face as I gracefully adjust my hair in the mirror and then wash my hands painfully slowly. I don't give them the satisfaction of a scene. Turning on my heel, I gracefully walk out of the room, leaving them standing in their own awkwardness. Though I look calm and unruffled on the outside, inside, I am a mess. Who the hell is Stephanie? What kind of profound relationship does she have with Noah?

One page at a time. One person at a time. One still, deep, patient day at a time. Until the water found its level. And the room became real. And the invisible all the invisible became seen. THE SILENT LUNA End of Volume One