The Silent Alpha

***Zane*** 

The Elders are brought in almost immediately and I undergo the uncomfortable procedure of venom extraction for the transfer of power.

"Just breathe through your nose,"

Toran instructs me as I am forced to bite down on a glass jar so that my canines protrude while an Elder squeezes the base of my jaw.

Tiny droplets of dark venom spill into the jar until I produce enough to fill two vials with my venom.

My jaw aches by the time I’m finished.

Tylen arrives with the pack tablet made of black stone with two wolves and a moon carved into the face of the stone.

Between the two peaks of the crescent moon, is an indentation with runes along the edges leading up to the carvings.

I get a good look at Tylen, the rightful heir to the title, but he does not seem the least bit concerned about the title going to me instead.

"Don’t worry about me," he says when he notices me staring.

"I’ve never wanted this. I hate pack meetings and diplomacy."

He pats my back to show no hard feelings and takes his place beside the other pack members in the tent.

"Are you ready?" Toran asks, his eyes flickering with confidence.

My mind drifts off to my mate and our pup.

Talia has no desire to be Luna again and I promised we would make this decision together when the time came.

The circumstances have changed, Grayson says, his tail flicking back and forth with pride.She Anows we will worship the very ground she walks on should she ever take her place beside us as Luna.She knows we will value her expertise and her guidance regarding all matters of the pack and she will understand why we came to this decision without her.

Trust her.She deserves our trust.

With Grayson’s reassuring words, I take a deep breath to calm my nerves and nod.

"Then let’s do this," Toran smiles.

He leads me to the table where the tablet sits and the Elder begins the ceremony.

There is no time to waste so he gets right to the point.

"Zane White, repeat after me: I, Zane White, do solemnly swear to preserve, to protect, and to serve the members of the Ravenstone Pack.I swear to put the needs of the pack before my own and to uphold the values of this pack.I swear to lead with strength and courage to the best of my abilities and to lead by example and stand with my fellow wolves through times of hardship and times of prosperity.I swear to guard the lives of every member of my pack until my final breath, so help me Moon Goddess."

I do my best to speak slowly, replaying Talia’s words of encouragement when I stumble through some of my words in order to calm my racing heart.

No one seems to notice or care about my stutter, reiterating that it was my father’s own prejudice that stood in my way, not my own capabilities.

When I’ve finished reciting my oath, the Elder takes a vial of my venom and injects it into the tablet, the green venom flowing through the runes to the carved wolves.

Toran then takes a dagger and slices the palm of his hand, a pool of blood quickly forming in his cupped hand.He pours a few droplets of blood into the small indentation and then hands me the dagger.

Without hesitation, I slice my own palm, watching as the blood travels along my fingers.

My heart pounds in my ears as the blood spills onto the tablet and into the indentation, mixing with Toran’s blood.

This is it, I sigh.

My time as Alpha has come.

Together, Toran and I press our bloodied palms against the carvings of the wolves.

for a second before the

at first, my temples throbbing from the overstimulation but the pain very quickly fades away,

look up at Toran and the other pack members, a look of pride washes over them and

home, Alpha," they say, kneeling down on one knee before

heard welcoming me, but their song is kept short and brief for

men gather around me, all of them ready to

Alpha?" they

down at the map of

we take

***Sebastian*** 

our guns around the perimeter to keep the Ravenstone

failed as expected but

Harbor but it seems the Ravenstone mutts are determined to keep the bunker a secret from us, blocking one of our paths into

the inner island only proves my theory that the bunker lies somewhere in between and that my Elenore is very likely

that my mate is alive, living just a few miles off the coast all this time.I have thought of her all night since discovering her existence, unable to understand how I could not have felt her all these years.I had felt her death, I had felt my soul shatter with her final breath

the more I think about it, the more it

on the night of their attack and virtually no bodies were able to be identified, many torn to shreds or

ring next to a severely damaged corpse roughly her size and shape and having felt her fade

I was.But it

alive and I plan on taking

Earl interrupts my thoughts, entering my boat where I am currently waiting for his

snarl menacingly, Earl

grip the steering wheel of the boat tightly, Earl stepping back in fear as he provides his

of defense.The other channels are mine fields of gas canisters and explosives and we

Arden, snarls with dissatisfaction and I search the map for any other clear paths to

years ago, we were able to detect the existence of the Raven tunnels via sonar but layers of steel and concrete

have been unable to locate the main entrances to the tunnels.It’s infuriating knowing that bastard still has the

find his stupid tunnels! Just as I’m about to order the scouts to start yet another search

that? Arden and I wonder in unison, our ears

to a halt, leaving me to wonder if they

curiously into space, equally puzzled by the sounds of what

could Toran be celebrating? I think to

pack hostage.I don’t have time to think about this as a group

his head in reverence at

was floating by the

nothing, but I notice the tremor

Weakness, Arden sneers.

gathered intel from the witnesses nearby.Several of the soldiers reported seeing James fight with a silver

that bastard Toran or his i***t

as either the Alpha or the heir.Many witnessed General Taryn fall to her death so we believe this to be a fourth silver

soldier

but I also highly doubt Toran has a second son I don’t

don’t pay you to

at the

who this silver wolf is and bring him to me.I want his head

the soldier salutes me, storming off the boat with the other soldiers

fills the boat as Earl struggles to

a bitter taste filling my mouth when I remember Caine’s own

the

my Beta

I sigh, walking over to my bar and pouring out

get what we want.Mark my words, your son’s death will not be in vain.We will take Ravenstone if its

again, we hear howls break the silence, this time much closer to our

is immediately on edge and I storm out onto the docks to find my

out who it is but I feel