The Silent Alpha

***Zane *** 

"What is your name?" my father's voice booms, my shirt balled up in his fist as he holds me up against the wall.

I swallow the sob caught in my throat and blink away my tears as I try to concentrate on my words.

"Z-Z-Za-"

Before! can finish my attempt, my father's fist races towards my face, the blow connecting just below my jaw, sending a surge of pain to jolt my small body.I taste the blood instantly, the metallic lavor all too familiar against my tongue.

"Sebastian, please!" my mother cries pathetically, grabbing at my father's bicep to pull me free from his grip.

"Try again!" my father growls, slamming me against the wall.

Fear bubbles in the pit of my stomach as I stare at my father's cold eyes looking back at me with so much hatred, so much shame at having me for a son.

My mouth suddenly feels extremely dry as it hangs open.I could feel my name at the back of my throat but try as ! might, Isimply could not utter a single coherent sound.

At 6 years old, my stutter was no longer a cute little phase but a problem.

No matter how hard I concentrate, no matter how hard I try, I find stringing together a single sentence a daunting task, something pronounce my own name even to the maids.

lt was not a hard name either, Zane White.

Simple, or at least it should be.

To fix this problem, my father, the Silver wolf Alpha of the Scarlet Haven Pack, had the best speech therapists flown in, but none were successful in curing my defect.

I was incurable and in my father's eyes, this fact was unacceptable.

It had yet to be presented to the pack as the next Alpha and so far only two maids, the beta and my mother's Gamma knew what I looked like.

I was the hidden Heir of Scarlet Haven, locked away within the Pack mansion.

The one no one had ever seen before and for good reason too.

My father had a lot of enemies.

His first son, Jonathan, had been killed by our silver wolf rivals, the Ravenstone Clan just a few days shy of his first birthday and my father feared someone would try to kill me before I could take the title.

My incurable stutter only added to his need to hide me; for how could the next Alpha of one of the most prestigious Silver Wolf Packs on the West Coast have a stutter? Having given up on the professional therapist, my father took matters into his own hands, literally.

And that’s where I currently find myself now, in his hands and at his mercy.

Mom tries to help me, but she is too weak to stop the furious Alpha from taking out his frustrations on my face.

close my eyes and concentrate on my name dancing on the tip of my tongue.

I try to make a sound but the fear of my father’s fist makes my throat run dry.

Rather than my name coming out, a small squeak escapes my lips.

infuriated, my father's brown eyes begin to glow blue as his wolf makes his presence known.

His piercing eyes look at me with disgust and I suddenly fall to the ground as the Alpha tums on his heel.

"He's not even worth my time," the Alpha snarls over his shoulder.

He tums to my mother.

"Pick up your son and keep him quiet during the party.Make sure he doesn't embarrass me any further."

He slams the door on his way out and the sob I had been holding in finally breaks free.

My mother gently picks me up, cradling my head as she whispers soothing words to me.

"It's okay, Zane," she coos, "I know you're trying..."

"I-l'ms-s-orry,"I hiccup.

"H-he ha-tes me!"

"No he doesn’t,"

My mother protests, smoothing down my hair and kissing my forehead.

"He's just a little frustrated.There's just a lot on his plate right now."

She helps me to my feet and dusts me off "Come on, sweetie.Let's get you cleaned up."

After getting dressed, my mother walks me down to the car where my father waits impatiently for us.

It was the King's birthday today and all the Alphas of the Crescent Mane Kingdom and their families would be attending.

Unfortunately for me, this would also be Alpha of the Scarlet Haven pack.

I go over my lines in my head as we drive to the King’s territory where we find several guests already mingling outside of the King's Mansion.

"Hi, my name is Zane,"

mumble to myself over and over again until

stops the car and stares at me through the rearview mirror, his cold eyes boring holes into my

your name?" he asks through

I kept staring at those cold angry eyes, I would actually piss myself in

"Z-Zane,"

in preparation for the blow / knew was coming.But it never

met

up some courage, I open one eye and steal a glance at my

he says nothing as he

he growls as he

coming out.You won’t

as he storms off towards the mansion, completely ashamed of

mother tries her best to soothe me but

rest of the evening.Just the two of us? I’m sure your father can handle the

as I wipe my tears and she gives me her

she chirps, reaching for the

snack and we'll hide out until it's time to go

into the crowd of wolves as I settle back into my seat and

stare at the guests as they arrive, trying to

wolf pack in Crest Mane.I was curious

the chance to see another silver

gift many times, each time leaving any onlookers in awe and

had the gift of

morph into a toxic gas, allowing him to avoid being injured

ever defeated

on the night of my first shift that I would not disappoint my father and have a

car and peek through the rear view window just in time to see a

music playing from the Mansion, wolves rushing

whisked

with his family in

just hope he finds my mother in time to protect

the sounds

and make a run for the trees near the house, hoping somehow to find

it is!

the comer and there amongst the trees, I hear a

with fear but upon hearing my mother’s voice, I force my legs

horrifying scene that would forever haunt me in my

a Ravenstone wolf, my mother struggles to free

my eyes filling

mother turns her head in my direction, her neck now perfectly exposed to

but my voice never leaves my lips as I watch the life drain from my mother's eyes.I flinch at the memory of my mother’s lifeless body and fall

roommates groan in annoyance and I quickly scramble to my

to get a head start on the day,

count my scars as

the attack and my life is starkly different

announcement that both my mother

the maids who knew of me were sworn to secrecy while I was locked

were told to never

became silent and

Gamma Wyatt informed me that my father had remarried and was expecting a son

son to whom he would be passing his title to when the

my half brother, Caine, was born and given an Omega rank, was spotted near the western border and brought before the

a small woman, no more than 5 feet tall

death, for Agnes

still remember the day I met

came to see me before I left the Pack

.- FLASH BACK....

Agnes," my father's voice echoes across

mother." I freeze, unsure if I heard

disdain in his eyes for me hadn’t faded after all this time we

before the man I once

standing behind him;

moving to the

help you pack your

both Agnes and! remain frozen in

have to repeat myself? Get moving!" he

feet and collapses onto the ground

her eyes as she looks around the room

over to help her up and she flinches, her arms flying over

to do, I reach over again and tap her shoulder, offering my hand to help her

not intend to hurt her,

and places her hands in front of her face,

nose in confusion and she

and shakes a finger at

pulls out a pen

she writes, pointing again to her

is Agnes.What

the rest of the Omegas

is a large building just south of the main Pack house where the Alpha and the