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.

before

from the overstimulation but the pain very quickly fades

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

Alpha," they say, kneeling down on

me, but their song is kept short and brief for our

me, all of them ready to

now, Alpha?" they

at the map of

we take

***Sebastian*** 

our guns around the

have failed as expected but my western

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

proves my theory that the bunker lies somewhere in between and that my Elenore is very

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

I think about it, the

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

severely damaged corpse roughly her size and shape and having felt

wrong I was.But it

I plan

my boat where I am currently waiting for

break through the channel?" I snarl menacingly, Earl shaking his head at

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

mine fields of gas canisters and explosives and we can’t seem to scan for

search the map for any other clear paths to the center of

were able to detect the existence of the Raven tunnels via sonar but layers of steel and

insult to injury, my scouts have been unable to locate the main entrances to the

my wolves can’t find his stupid tunnels! Just as I’m about to order the scouts to

I wonder in

suddenly come to a halt, leaving me to wonder

puzzled by the

Toran be celebrating?

am holding his pack hostage.I don’t have time to think about this as a

a soldier says, bowing his head in reverence

sir.His body was floating

but I notice the tremor

Weakness, Arden sneers.

the soldiers reported

bastard Toran or his

or the heir.Many witnessed General Taryn fall to her death so we believe this

the soldier who shifts nervously under

but I also highly doubt Toran has a second son I don’t know about.Who is this mystery

don’t pay you

at

this silver wolf is and bring him to

the boat with the other soldiers

Earl

mutter, a bitter taste filling my mouth

the same

doesn’t seem to help my Beta and I

sigh, walking over to my bar and pouring out a drink

want.Mark my words, your son’s

break the silence, this time much closer

onto the

out who it is but I feel their gaze