Too Late Alpha My Silence Was Goodbye Novels & Stories

The door swung open, and Alpha Salvatore stomped inside. Solomon waited until the Alpha was seated, then steepled his fingers placing it it over his knees. He stared at the Alpha until he squirmed uncomfortably in his chair. “Let’s cut to the chase. By midnight tonight your time is up, and you don’t have the money.” “No. I don’t.”

Coren's eyes fill with gratitude and I see the guilt choking him slowly release. A knock comes from the door and Tristan's voice booms from behind it, "We have to go now, Alpha." Coren and I exchange a brief look with each other before he nods and leaves the room.

I wanted to say that I was too but I felt like he was talking about something else entirely and I would miss the mark if I replied so I just smiled. “Where did you go this morning?” “Pack business,” he muttered. “It was very tedious and I missed you.” I learned recently that he was alpha. Which meant I was the luna, did it not? But I did not feel the Luna bond. Maybe it was because I did not have the connection? Because I didn’t have the memories and I was physically not well too? But it was weird. I wanted to get my mind off of that so I asked, “What did she whisper to you?”

And there, at the foot of the bed, stood a boy. But not mine. This one’s eyes glowed red. And he smiled as he whispered: “You’re too late, Alpha. The river is open.”

Coren's eyes fill with gratitude and I see the guilt choking him slowly release. A knock comes from the door and Tristan's voice booms from behind it, "We have to go now, Alpha." Coren and I exchange a brief look with each other before he nods and leaves the room.

The sound of my own screaming until my throat was raw. My fingers trembled on my lap. I dug my nails into my palms until they ached as I tried to steady the shaking. Shane leaned slightly toward me. “Are you sure you’re alright? You look pale.” I forced myself to give a small nod, keeping my eyes fixed on the platform. “Yeah,” I croaked. “Just… tired.” He studied me for a minute, but he said nothing. Rowan’s deep voice cut through the murmur of the hall again. “And to seal this alliance, their Alpha has come personally to finalize the terms. He has brought his Beta. We welcome them here.”

"Evolution... is... death. In the city, you are a target. In the network, you are a file. Here... you are existent." He stepped over her, his massive frame blotting out the dim emergency lights. He reached out, a heavy, metal-plated finger tracing the line of her jaw. It was a gesture of startling tenderness, marred by the coldness of his skin. "I remember the heat," he whispered. "I remember the way the world looked before the silence. But the silence is safe, Jade. Why would I give you back to a world that wants to delete us?" The Alpha's Submission

I wanted to say something. I was not entirely sure what it was, but it had the shape of something close to an acknowledgment, close to the particular honesty of a conversation that had been interrupted too many times to ever reach its natural end. I opened my mouth. Footsteps. From the far end of the corridor, decisive and unhurried, the footsteps of someone who moved like they had been moving through important rooms for a long time and had stopped being self-conscious about it. Alpha Silas came around the corner.

“To bind the West and the South together… and secure your place as Alpha.” Silence followed. Thick. Suffocating. And in that silence, something inside me finally broke—not loudly, not dramatically, but quietly… like the last thread of something I had been holding onto for far too long.

Elsa wanted to argue but afraid she was going to anger his wolf after feeling his alpha aura rolling off his body, she kept quiet and leaned back into her seat, not bothering to say another word. The rest of the ride was very quiet and the only sound that was made was that of Elsa typing harshly on her phone. The moment he got to the front gates of her pack, she unbuckled her seatbelt and reached for her purse. She was about to help herself out when she turned to him. “You were actually going to let me go without a proper goodbye or hug?” Black sighed deeply. “Goodnight El,” he muttered, as though the words alone had taken every ounce of his strength.