The Silent Alpha By Stephanielight Novels & Stories

*“But the Veil demands the present.” I press my hand to a mirror, the glass rippling like water. “I’m not afraid of you.” *“You should be.”* The mirrors shatter, shards slicing my skin. I fall to my knees, my glow guttering. The golden crow lands before me, its light steady. *“Stand, little light. You are more than her shadow.”* --- **Silas’s Trial** The mountain’s heart is a labyrinth of ice and flame. The First Alpha’s spirit waits at its center, her form a shifting blend of wolf and shadow.

I said, and I literally heard the yaws drop, but after a moment of silence, everyone started speaking at once. I looked at Marissa’s round eyes and straightened myself once again. “Luckily, his life is not in danger. He will heal, just like Noah and Gabriel, but this means that the pack has to function without its Alpha, Beta, or even its Gamma for a few days. To be able to do that, I will need all of your help,” I said and this time, complete silence followed my words. “You all fought well last night, but we can’t let our guard down just yet. We have to keep the pack together, till the Alpha wakes up,” I went on, and let out a silent sigh as I finally found what I was looking for.

"They say he is a high-ranking Alpha. The traitors used some special poison made from Wolfsbane to make him lose his memory. Now that he remembers everything, he's terrifyingly brutal. A lot of packs are scared of him." My mind went blank. So, he was not just some ordinary leader. He was the Alpha King. Someone that strong, that important… Could he still remember a human like me? Would he really come back for me? Lisa sighed when she saw how spaced out I was. "Now that you know you two are from different worlds. Stop waiting." I did not answer, but I could feel the chill spread out in my chest. I remembered how he did chores in my apartment, how he protected me, how he had said that I was th

One wrong answer and everything could fall apart. I couldn’t say Cal. It was too risky—especially now that Damon would be searching for me. Saying my real name could get me killed. “Laila,” I whispered, my voice rough. “My name is Laila.” He stared at me for what felt like forever, like he could see through the lie. But he didn’t question it. “Alpha Ryker,” he finally said. “Ruler of the Blackmist Pack.” I nodded in respect. The name meant nothing to me, but the power behind it told me this was not a place I could afford to make mistakes.

“If it ain’t because of that bitch who came last…” I decided to just hum and focus on what’s happening in front of us. These girls won’t stop blaming me for a while, I’m sure. It’s not like they won’t see the Alpha for the closing remarks, duh! They will be a part of this pack when they find their mate, too! Why whine over this small thing like they will never see the Alpha again? Dumb asses, I didn’t even intend to be late! I looked up to where the Alpha is seated. He was at the stage where there is an absence of light. It’s like he was looming in the darkness, just a shadow sitting on a chair. I can’t see him at all.

Return to my tent and forget I’d seen anything. Instead, I found myself following her, keeping to the shadows as she limped toward the edge of camp. This was a terrible idea. If anyone saw the Alpha stalking through the darkness after his son’s surrogate, the gossip would be unstoppable. But I couldn’t make myself stop. I had to know where she was going. And what she was hiding.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Was my silence truly a hindrance to understanding the truth? I felt a lot bit of frustration and helplessness. The alpha's words had touched a nerve, and I couldn't shake the feeling that he was right. My silence was a limitation, a barrier that prevented me from fully understanding the world around me. The alpha's expression softened, and he took a step closer to me. "But don't worry, my dear," he said, his voice gentle. "I'm here to help you. I'll make sure you understand everything you need to know."

"Why do you tremble, Mikhail? You know there's nowhere to hide, nothing left for you to fight." The words, though softly spoken, were laced with venom, and I couldn’t help but wonder how far he would go to prove that point. The admiration in his eyes was not like anything I had ever seen before—it wasn’t love, or care, but something far darker. It was the admiration of a hunter for his prey, a twisted obsession that would never release its hold. I swallowed hard, doing my best to steady my breath, but the terror that coursed through me was unrelenting. This man, this monster disguised as an alpha, was far more dangerous than I had ever imagined.

I shook her off like she was nothing, and she stumbled backward into Nathan's arms. The pack members were pressed against the pack house wall now, nowhere left to run. I could smell their terror. I could hear their rabbiting heartbeats. I could see the exact moment they realized they were going to die. "Maya!" Stephen's voice, commanding and authoritative. "As your Alpha, I order you to stand down!" I stopped. Turned slowly to face him. "My Alpha?" The words dripped with venom. "You stopped being my Alpha when you tied me to that post. You stopped being anything to me when you chose her over the mate bond." I took a step toward him. "You have no authority over me anymore, Stephen Blackwood."

A massive silver moon wolf, larger than any werewolf in the hall, stood before them all. I lifted my head. My cold, silver gaze cut through the silent crowd and locked onto a single shewolf who stood frozen in place. Then I spoke. My voice came out crisp and ethereal. It carried unquestionable authority through every corner of the hall. "Carla," I said. "Why do you not kneel before your Alpha Queen?" My words shattered the silence. Chaos ensued in the hall. "The Silver Moon Alpha Queen. It's the legendary Silver Moon Alpha Queen!" "Oh my goodness! That mute! No, I mean, she's our Alpha Queen!"