The Stolen Alpha

ket, and the cozy atmosphere of his room. His gaze drifted to the family photo on his nightstand, a smile spreading across his face as he thought about his mother, Laura. The sweet scent of fre

xpertly flipped pancakes. The sizzle of the pan and the hum of the refrigerator created a soothing

es shining with warmth as she handed him a ste

s mother. "You are the best, Mom." He took a bi

was just the morning light, but as she watched, the glow intensified, illuminating the surrounding air. She pushed the thoug

xceptional strength and agility. In gym class, he effortlessly lifted weights that others struggled with, his

rough the streets, sending trash cans flying and trees swaying. Tristan, caught off guard, stumbled backward. But as he raised h

p a beat. She knew that look in Tristan's eyes, the

continued walking home, unaware of the strange occurrence. But Laura

lding him close. "I am so proud of you, Tristan," she whispered. "You are an amazing young man." Tristan smiled, feeling gratefu

ts like those reminded her of the depth of his abilities. Tristan, oblivious to his mother's concerns, sat beside her, lost in his own thoughts. He f

tion, almost imperceptible, but grew in intensity until it became a palpable force. La

line of sight, but saw nothing. The hum grew louder, more insistent, until it became a deafening roar,

and deliberate. "I have to go, Mom,

im safe. But she knew better. She knew that Tristan was

ispered, her heart h

aura to wonder what lay ahead for her son. Laura watched as Tristan disappeared into the darkness, her mi

he truth: Tristan's powers were growing stronger, and

lone, desperate and about to end her life. But now, as Tristan's powers grew stronger, Laura could not shake the feeli

But as she went back inside, she could not shake the feeling that she was running out of time, she could not shake off th

going? What

as happeni

e realized the truth. She did not know Tristan's t

loved him, and she would d

fears grew. Had she made a mistake by keeping his past a secre

her mind, keeping her a