The Silent Alpha

 ***Zanet™* 

"Think about your mate!"

Tylen calls after me, the mention of Talia making me halt in my place.

"Think about your pup," he adds softly when he manages to catch up.

"That kid still needs a Dad.You have a family to return to.You have to think with your head if you ever want to make it back to them."

From the water, we hear whimpering and howling growing fainter by the second, the sense of urgency rising within me.

How can I just sit back and watch?

 "M-my son thinks I-I am a hero for being here.H-how can I-I ever face him again if I-I don’t at least tr-try to help?" I ask, turning to face him.

"Zane-"

"W-why did y-you bring me here if I- I am only meant to wa-watch?" I demand, looking back to the cliff.

"An Alpha should see how his team works before he takes command.You’ve never seen war.Now you're watching it unfold before your very eyes," he replies, his eyes flicking to the cliffs when we hear another s****m from the water.

We don’t have time for this! Grayson snaps.

If we want her to live, we need to move now! My body twitches instinctively towards the cliffs, Tylen "So what’s your plan?"

He laughs.

"Say you manage to jump into the water without setting off one of the guns or the gas canisters.You grab my aunt and then what? She’s injured.You’re going to scale back up the cliffs with her body on your back? It’s a 30ft climb and you'd be an easy target for the Scarlett Haven wolves coming in.You'll be dead before you know it."

I glance over at the cliffs, the sound of more boats coming in drowning out the struggle in the water.

I have an idea, Grayson snaps, detailing his thoughts to me.

It's crazy enough that it might just work and we don’t need pretty boy’s help over here.

We need his marksmanship, interject, realizing I left my gun in the watchtower.

And a rope.

Grayson grunts in approval and I turn to Tylen, lowering my walls to command him.

"G-getarope ,"l order him, Tylen clicking his tongue in disapproval.

Grayson grows irritated when he doesn’t move and steps forward "NOW," he commands, a black film washing over Tylen’s hazel eyes.

His eyebrows furrow in shock as his body moves involuntarily towards the watchtower.

"What the-"

"Bring the rope and the binoculars to the cliff "

Grayson snaps, and we sprint away towards the cliff before Tylen could say The rocky face of the cliff on the Western Island is sheer drop into the water, making it difficult to climb without a rope.

Tylen is right, climbing the ridge with Taryn on my back would be almost impossible without getting ourselves shot or killed.

The thick fog does work to our favor, but it seems our cover will soon go away as a light wind begins to blow through the channel.

The clock is ticking and I'll have to act fast if I want to save Taryn Ravenstone.

Squinting my eyes, I search the turbulent waters for Taryn and finally find her near the base of the main island, struggling to hang onto a large chunk of debris from the shattered boats crashing against the cliffs.

Her attacker is nowhere to be seen and the boatmen with the guns are long dead, taken care of by the Tylen and the other Ravenstone wolves on the cliffs.

Taryn, however, is still in danger as I hear the hum of boat engines getting closer.

I lay flat on my stomach, crawling to the edge of the ridge behind a boulder to stay out of sight from the incoming Scarlett Haven wolves.

From the fog, two small boats emerge, each equipped with three armed wolves as they scan the waters and I pray they do not see Taryn floating near them.

Tylen finally arrives with the rope, crawling on all fours as he approaches the cliff edge.

"I need an explanation now," Tylen demands, handing me the rope.

"How did you-" boulder and tying a knot to keep the rope anchored.

I then grab the binoculars from his hand to search for the Scarlett Haven wolves again.

"I-I need y-you to keep an eye-eye on the water and make sure n-no more boats come into the area while I-I get T-Taryn out of the w-water."

"Do you mind telling me what exactly you are going to do?"

Tylen snaps, using the scope on his rifle to scan the water.

"I-I’m going to ma-make the Scar-lett Haven wolves help us," I reply, lowering my walls to allow rivers of thoughts flow into me.

turning to look at

as the first boat in the lead appears to trigger a surviving gas canister hidden among the rocky cliffs

out in agony, the fumes

attention from the wolves aboard the second boat nearby

through his mental walls so that his thoughts

, he mutters as he desperately searches for the

harder before shoving him aside to look for himself.I do not recognize either man but the

wolves on the first

and pointing his rifle at the

soldier asks when his commanding officer takes aim at his

as he pulls the trigger,

their commanding officer

young soldier gulps

"What-"

he can finish his sentence, I re-enter his

order him to the back of the boat to stand guard.The boat driver stands by idly in confusion, unsure

control of his mind, needing

and I have him stop just a

hanging on by a thread, struggling to keep her head above water from exhaustion.Taryn, hang

my

that?" she

I reply, Taryn still

explain but the Scarlet Haven wolves are going to help

"What?" she gasps.

me.Can you swim?" I

know.I'm so tired," she whispers,

time is limited, I look back at the

out and reel herin,"

obeys instantly, tossing the ring

I murmur to her,

me," I urged, Taryn reluctantly grabbing the

reel her in when I suddenly hear

"s**t,"

readjusting his rifle and aiming his scope

"We’ve got company."

third boat emerges, this time carrying at least five armed

should let

Taryn whispers.

watch over the cliffs instead.Protect the bunker.That’s

annoyance, but neither he nor I are willing to

y-you take out any of the wolves?" I ask Tylen who is

see s**t with this stupid mask

my new

many soldiers you see on the boat, "I demand from the captain

replies with

"Who are you?"

me, turning back to the

faster, d**k.We don’t have

name is not d**k, prick," the soldier

"It’s -"

"Didn't ask, d**k,"

mutters, returning control

towards the boat and I continue to

need them to leave...I mumble, my eyes scanning the area for

your bails! Grayson snickers but

The beads, you t**t.

Blow the boat up.

main island bluffs and notice a group of incoming armed

faster, grabbing a handful of

those soldiers up-up there to move further u-up the channel and sh-shot

to Tylen who stares at

them o-out.W-we’ll need the cover for my p-plan

you planning on doing?"

up," I reply, taking off my mask and crawling

just worry about the th-third boat and any other Scar-lett

of the cliff, seeing the soldier pull Taryn’s body

the driver, I instruct him to move the boat towards our cliff and toss the

to work wrapping the rope around Taryn’s waist and

by sounds of gunfire further up the channel, the Ravenstone wolves shooting down at Scarlett wolves and luring them further

eye, I watch Tylen roll a bead between his fingers, the metallic coat exploding

smoke, rock, and fog filling the

I feel a tug on the rope so

as I pull her up, the

to avoid the pungent smell of burning flesh and blood as more beads explode below us and despite the bullets

I mumble to myself, tugging the rope