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 I feel I could say

the rearview mirror, his cold eyes boring holes

name?" he asks

to concentrate because I knew if I kept staring at those cold angry eyes, I would actually

"Z-Zane,"

for the blow / knew was

I'm met with

some courage, I open one eye and

clenched but he says nothing as he opens

disappointment," he growls as he

out.You won’t be presenting

towards the mansion, completely

her best to soothe

for the rest of the evening.Just the two of us? I’m

I wipe my tears and she gives me

love," she chirps, reaching for the

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

as I settle

eyes and stare at the guests as they arrive, trying to figure who was

memorized all of the packs in the Kingdom and knew Scarlett Haven was not the only Silver wolf pack in Crest Mane.I was curious to see if we were really the strongest pack like Father claimed we

get the chance to see another silver

seen my father use his gift many times, each time

had the gift

toxic gas, allowing him to avoid being injured by an attacker while simultaneously allowing him to

wolf has ever defeated

that I would not disappoint my father and have a decent gift worthy of

to the back of the car and peek through the rear view window just in time

screaming overpowers the music playing from the Mansion, wolves

whisked away by their gammas to safer

Gamma, Wyatt, had come with his

finds my mother in time to protect

out the sounds

climb out of the car and make a run for the trees near the house, hoping somehow

it is! who

amongst the trees, I hear a sickening

my mother’s voice, I force

I see the most horrifying scene that would forever haunt

a Ravenstone wolf, my mother struggles to

whimper, my eyes filling with

in my direction, her neck

life drain from my mother's eyes.I flinch at the memory of my mother’s lifeless body and

roommates groan in annoyance and

I decide to get a head start on the day, grabbing my things

drum against my skin, the room quickly filling with steam.I count my scars as I scrub my body, a habit I developed after years of being an

and my life is starkly different

that both

me were sworn to secrecy while I was locked away in my room, left to mourn

never came to visit me and the maids were told to

and soon, so did

me that my

would be passing his title

my half brother, Caine, was born and given an Omega

small woman, no more than 5 feet tall and

was spared from certain death, for Agnes had one small defect that would benefit my

the day I

time my father came to

.- FLASH BACK....

Agnes," my father's voice echoes across

I freeze, unsure if I heard him

me hadn’t faded after all this time we

before the man I once called

behind him; she is

the Omega house with her,"

you pack your

growls when both Agnes

to repeat myself? Get moving!" he commands,

over her feet and collapses onto the

as she

up and she flinches, her arms flying over

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

I did not intend to hurt her, Agnes slowly lowers her arms

a warm smile and places her hands in

in

ears and shakes a finger

pulls out a pen and paper from her back

she writes, pointing again to

name is Agnes.What

before the rest of the Omegas come

nicknamed the Hive, is a large building just south of the main Pack house where the