The Silent Alpha

Chapter 71: The Fog 

***Zane***

 "Are the canisters in place?"

"Yes, for the umpteenth time, Toran! They are!" Taryn groans.

"Would you stop questioning my abilities? You insult me," she huffs.

Toran rolls his eyes at her but the hint of a smile on his lips tells me he enjoys pestering his little sister.

The Alpha then turns to Tylen and I, taking a deep breath to gather all of his thoughts.He takes a utility belt and an armlet with a built-in pouch and explains the tools within them.

Opening a pouch on the belt, Toran pulls out small metal beads and holds them between his thumb and forefinger.

"These are silver beads.They are coated with a thin layer of aluminum to allow you to hold them.Give these to Tylen if there's an attack.He will charge them and when they detonate, they'll release silver shrapnel that will do some serious damage."

He points to a number of small grenade-looking things on the belt.

"These contain silver nitrate and wolfsbane gas," Toran explains.

"Useful for providing cover."

"Pull the safety, toss, and run.This s**t travels and it burns if it touches you."

Tylen interjects.

One by one, Toran explains all the contents of the belt.

"And under any circumstances, enter the water."

Tylen and Taryn nod in agreement with the Alpha.

"There are guns positioned within the cliffs all around the islands that shoot pellets containing magnesium and silver nitrate into the water.Upon contact with the water, the magnesium and silver explode and you do not want to be anywhere near when that happens.We also have canisters in the surrounding water containing pressurized silver nitrate, wolfsbane, and nightshade.The gas is extremely poisonous and we only have a handful of antidote vials available."

He pulls out two preloaded syringes from his pocket and puts them in my armlet.

"I pray you never need this but this is the antidote.The guns and canisters are motion-sensored so DO NOT ENTER THE WATER."

"Also remember, your only job is to protect the bunker.No matter what happens, you stay on the bunker island.We'll handle the rest of the islands,"

Taryn explains.

"Anyone who tries to get into the bunker is killed on sight. No questions asked." Inod silently, Toran lost in thought for a moment.

"Are we done with the sermon?" Tylen snaps, turning on his heel.

"If so, we better get moving."

"Tylen,"

Toran calls out, Tylen pausing by the door.

"Be careful son."

"I don’t need you looking out for me,"

Tylen snaps, Toran doing his best to remain calm.

"Zane, let’s go."

The tension in the room is uncomfortable, but Toran lets the "Goddess be with you,"

Toran says to us before turning to his sister and getting back to work planning out the last details of their attack.

It’s a simple blessing, but having never heard those words from my own father, I find myself standing a little taller as I turn to leave.

I rush to keep up with Tylen as he storms out of the meeting room, walking past several soldiers who salute him on his way out.

Once out of the house, we make our way towards the northern part of the island covered in dense forest.

I feel my heart rate accelerate as we maneuver our way through the thick trees until we reach an unassuming stone formation.

Tylen lifts a small stone and a secret passageway reveals itself within the ground.

"Let’s go," Tylen sighs.

"The faster we get to the bunker, the better."

and I follow him into the darkness, doing my best to stay

as we walk

on the bunker island.He says nothing more, the silence allowing my mind to drift off to my Talia and our pup.I hope they are sleeping peacefully together.I hope they are okay.I think of my

Toran g-good to my mom?" I blurt out, anxiously waiting for

hear the hesitation in Tylen's footsteps when I ask the question and

treats her like a queen," Tylen replies after

always safe with

I sigh in relief knowing my mother was not in pain all these years

was just wonder-wondering since y-you and y-your dad are...Well m-my father...u-used to hu-hurt us," I say, growing

may-maybe he hurts y-you too.Tylen heaves

a

for an intelligent man,

stops mid sentence, holding his hand up so I

go still, listening to

"f**k!"

collar of my shirt and dragging me

Scarlett Haven’s movement about a mile off our coast.A thick fog has rolled in over the islands so our drones won't see jack s**t for the

tunnels, muttering ‘ Where

when he finds a closet door

instructs,

at the very back.He pulls out two rifles and hands me

case," he

bullets, so we should be good to go.Stay

intersection, Tylen pushing

like an eternity, we finally see the exit

resurface, a thick layer of fog

way," Tylen shouts

is

we travel on foot through the fog for

pack, hooman.We might

sprint, we find

structure resembling a small bird

into a

and pulls out a large telescope, setting it up

hands me a

eyes on the water surrounding the main island.We are expecting a lot

out a

mindlink with us so this is

sets it to channel

about your family," Tylen sighs, patting my

war.It makes it feel like your fight is worth something after

wanders to my father, wondering what it will

saw each other after I was beaten and thrown out of the pack and now I’m fighting a war against

dawns on me that I will be fighting the soldiers I grew up watching as they

feel any remorse for switching

Haven was never our

Grayson mutters.

to

more when I hear the hum

humming too and "l

got lost in the fog.There's a huge farm just south

back to the water but I keep searching for

the tower from the north west, but I

in its wake, and I stick my

mist makes contact with my skin, my bare flesh

groan, wiping the residue off

my arm and inspects it carefully, lightly pressing

some residue of the powder with his fingers and he yelps

"s**t, that’s silver chloride,"

curses under his breath,

with silver.Put your mask on so it

tosses me a mask and places his own mask on, checking mine to make sure it’s on securely.I take some gauze from my medical kit and dress the wound quickly before

start ringing out like sirens as the plane flies over the harbor and

"s**t!" Tylen mutters.

we do?" I ask, using

no one gets through

he adds, handing me

the rifle all last night, but it’s a different ball game

says, grabbing his own rifle and resting the butt against

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