The Silent Alpha

***Zane*** 

"You have to get out here ," Tylen groans, attempting to put weight on his injured front paw but wincing in pain.

I turn back to the harbor, seeing many wolves trying to escape the poisonous gas dispersing across the docks in small green clouds.

Tylen can’t walk...and !won’t leave him.

"Shift. Pii Carry you," I urge him, Tylen opening his mouth to protest.

"Shift now!" I growl, Tylen’s wolf morphing into its injured human.

It’s only when I see Tylen’s mangled body that I realize the severity of his injuries.His shoulder is torn open while claw and bite marks litter his chest.He won't make it unless we get him help now! Grayson hisses.

"Get on my back and hold on tight.I’m getting you out of here," instruct Tylen, Grayson lowering himself so he can climb on easier.

Once he’s on our back, I follow the other escaping the harbor.

"Where to?" I ask.

"I’m only going to slow you down," Tylen grumbles.

"Where to? " I demand, Tylen letting out a frustrated groan.

"There’s a medical tent just beyond the pack house," Tylen says through gritted teeth.

"You can take me there.Grayson picks up the pace, Tylen tightening his grip on my neck to keep from falling off and muttering that he’s going to be sick under his breath.I swear to Moon Goddess, if you vomit on me, I’m throwing you off the cliffs, Grayson mutters as he jumps over stones, vines, and fallen tree trunks.

"f**k you," Tylen moans.

As we arrive at the medical tents, I shift, throwing Tylen over my shoulders like a sack of potatoes much to his annoyance and running towards the guards standing outside the tents.

They let us through without a second thought.

Inside, we see c*****e everywhere, men and women alike lying in cots with wounds all over their bodies.

Medics run to and fro with supplies, stitching up silver wounds and injecting serums into the injured soldiers who begin to scream and cry for mercy.I find an empty cot and toss Tylen on it, several medics rushing to help the Alpha’s son.

A medic injects a black and golden fluid into Tylen and he does his best to hold back his screams of pain, his face flushing red while the veins on his neck and temples bulge furiously.

"The serum counteracts the effects of silver and wolfsbane," Toran explains, the Alpha’s voice startling me as I turn around to find him standing behind me.

"After years of war and research, we realized the answer to our silver problem was quite simple.Silver slows down our healing, but gold speeds it back up."

Tylen lets out a strained scream, Toran frowning in response.

"Unfortunately, we have yet to figure out how to reduce the pain."

Tylen continues to writhe in agony, making it difficult for the medics to stitch up his wounds.

Toran taps on my shoulder and gestures for me to help him hold down Tylen’s legs so the medics can stitch up the gashes on his torso and arm.

When Tylen does not appear to calm down, Toran takes his son’s hand, wrapping his fingers around Tylen’s thumb in a tight embrace and leaning in close to his face.

"You can do this, Ty," Toran whispers.

"Remember, pain just means you’re not dead.You're not dead, do you hear me? You’re not dead which means you’ve won your battle.You get another chance so don’t spoil it.You’re not dead.You have a chance.It hurts.I know it hurts, but you are not dead!"

For the first time since the battle began, the stone wall around the two alphas begins to crumble, revealing a bond between them I had never known before Kota, the bond between a father and his son.

"Aunty’s dead," Tylen whimpers through his cries of pain.

"I know," Toran soothes.

"But she’s with Toby now.He took her home."

I watch in envy as Toran calms his son, talking him through his pain until the serum begins to take effect.

Even when at odds with his son and in front of a crowd of war-hardened veterans, Toran chooses to be a father first and an Alpha second.

Anger and pain fills my heart as I realize I never truly had a father, just a dark figure casting his shadow of misery over my existence.

Toran asks, his

turn to see the Alpha staring up at me,

he

the tent, there is a calmness in his voice.I look down at myself, and aside from a few scratches, I am

my head silently, Toran instructs a nurse to bring me some shorts and turns back to his son, giving his hand another

head in refusal despite his injuries still oozing

climb out of the

to catch

said you’re done!" Toran

sitting back on

made sure no

"Am I being punished?"

Tylen suddenly retorts.

you punished Rionna? We’ve done our job and now you don’t need us?" What the

f***s sake, Tylen.I don’t want to lose

lost mine and now I’ve lost the only other woman I’ve ever loved because I lied to her.I LIED and she hates me.Look around you, son.What do you see?" he asks, gesturing to the devastation in the

to walk away from a fight.Learn to be something other than a soldier and

cares if you live or die, Grayson

right there is your problem,"

you, but because you took her choice away and you’ve done it yet again by handing her those divorce papers.You made assumptions and decisions without consulting her.Without asking what she

They're divorcing? 

further,"Toran says, turning towards the tent

"Fine," Tylen scoffs.

staying put either.I’m not a child,

like one," Toran

healed, you may offer your help again and I will gladly accept it. But not before you regain

Toran gestures to

"Follow me."

but I follow him out to another tent set up beside

sits a large table with a map spread out and

Zane White,

his eyes narrowing to slits as he looks at

your Luna, Silas,"

particular set of skills that may come in handy and he’s

theory was correct...The Scarlett heir did indeed

eyes studying

his memories tells me he is a skilled soldier by the

runs through his veins and you did kill his mother, even

I can assure you, he wants nothing to do

gentlemen, what do we have? What do we know about the Scarlett mutts?" The men glance at me, and

amused smile spreads across Toran’s face and

listen in, Toran carefully waiting for me to

before a Scarlett

Grayson growling with

face,"

me a good reason not to show you what this

at me in shock, Silas’ face flushed with

particular set of skills, skills that can be useful

wasted a valuable resource," he adds,

make the same mistake.And remember, gentlemen, I

suddenly vanishes, the

don’t ever question

the men reply,

the report.What are we

demands, growing

controlling what goes in and out of the main island.Our scouts on the west inform us that the channel is blocked by debris so the women and children are

Scarlett Haven’s control of

and guns around the perimeter of the Harbor, making

the harbor, attempting to understand

other on either side of the bay.It is

to cut off our supplies...I observe, noting that

hiding and distract

appears Toran shares