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.

you hurt?" Toran asks, his voice pulling me from my

at me, his eyes scanning me for any

you hurt?" he repeats, standing up

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

Toran instructs a nurse to bring me some shorts

Tylen shaking his head in refusal despite his

argues, attempting to climb out

to

said you’re

back on the

task.You kept Zane alive and made sure no one made it through the

"Am I being punished?"

Tylen suddenly retorts.

done our job and now you don’t need us?" What the hell is

lose you too! Don’t you understand?"

to live the rest of your life with your mate.I never had that.I lost mine and now I’ve lost the only other woman I’ve ever loved because I lied to her.I

mistakes.Learn when to walk away from a fight.Learn to be something other than

a father who cares if you live or die,

there

you.Not because she doesn’t love you, but because you took her choice

They're divorcing? 

further,"Toran says, turning

"Fine," Tylen scoffs.

I’m not staying put either.I’m

like one,"

when you are fully healed, you may offer your help again and I will

to me, Toran

"Follow me."

what to expect from the Alpha but I follow him out to another tent set

a large table with a map spread out and several men gathered around it,

Zane White,

a man snarls, his eyes narrowing to slits as

the son of your Luna, Silas," Toran replies calmly, though I hear the

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

was correct...The Scarlett heir did indeed survive the night

eyes studying me

inspection of his memories tells me he is a skilled

his veins and you did kill his mother, even if she

he wants nothing to do

the Scarlett mutts?" The men

spreads across Toran’s face

carefully waiting for

speak before a Scarlett mutt,

mind-links, Grayson growling

say it to my face,"

give me a good reason not to show you

in shock, Silas’ face flushed with embarrassment and

Zane has a very particular set of skills, skills that can be useful to us

adds, circling the table while

shall not make the same mistake.And remember, gentlemen, I never bring in strangers without good

face suddenly vanishes, the room

don’t ever question

Alpha," the men reply, their eyes watching

me the report.What are we looking

demands, growing noticeably

out of the main island.Our scouts on the west inform us that the channel is blocked by debris

main concern, sir, is Scarlett Haven’s control of the Harbor,"

set up explosives and guns around the perimeter of the Harbor, making it

the harbor, attempting to

of the bay.It is the only place boats can access the island safely to

off our supplies...I observe, noting that the harbor is down

out of hiding and distract him, it'll allow the other

shares the