The Silent Alpha

Chapter 7: Rogues 

***Jane*** 

My father orders two guards to unchain me and I collapse onto the ground, my open wounds burning as I hit the cold pavement.

The guards force me to walk down the dark corridors, both of them pushing and shoving me when I walk too slowly.

As we make it out of the dungeons, the bright light of the day burns my bruised eyes and I wince, the guards laughing at me.

They lead me out to the main road where Gamma Wyatt and Agnes are waiting for me by a pick up truck.

Anger boils in my veins when I see Agnes’ bruised face, her cheeks swollen and her lip split open from a beating.

Agnes bursts into tears as I collapse onto my knees before her and I brace myself for her anger for getting us both exiled from Scarlet Haven.

She, however, takes me in her arms , gently cradling my head and sobs into my bloody hair.

"I thought they killed you," she signs as she pulls away.

"I thought you left me."

Gamma Wyatt dismisses the guards and instructs Agnes and I to get into the pick up truck.I notice two backpacks in the truck and I nod towards them.

"They let me pack a few things before we left,"

Agnes She begins examining my wounds as we drive to the edge of the territory, large tears streaming down her face.

"It’s okay," I sign, wincing as she dabs a cloth to my torn back.

"I-it’s not as bad as it looks."

She frowns but makes no comment as she continues to clean the wounds with her small cloth.

At the edge of the woods, Gamma Wyatt orders us out of the car and hands us the bags Agnes packed.He then hands me a small Manila envelope.

Confused, I open it and find a wad of cash inside.

"A gift," he says quietly.

"Your mother was my best friend...not a day goes by that I don’t regret not finding her sooner." I stare at the money, unsure what to say.

Gamma Wyatt had never treated me poorly but he had never done anything to help me either.

Why help me now? As I stare at the envelope, I notice a small picture inside and pull it out, tears threatening to fall down my cheeks when I realize it was a photograph of my mother and I taken just a few days before the attack.

"Your father kept this picture hidden in a drawer" Gamma Wyatt explains.

"I figured you may have better use for it."

Before I can react, he pulls out a map, hundreds of red dots scattered over the state explains.

"Stay clear of them and you should avoid getting yourselves killed."

He points to the few small towns with no dots near them.

"These are your safest bet.They’re perfect for two rogues starting over.Try Poulsbo first.It’s about 100 miles south from Maple Falls and is small enough that it wouldn’t be a target for any packs."

He rolls up the map and shoves it in my hand.

"You better hurry before it gets dark. A deaf wolf and mute one are two perfect targets for a desperate rogue looking for a meal." I nod and stuff the map into my backpack.

"Moon Goddess be with you Zane,"

Gamma Wyatt murmurs, turning on his heel and jumping back into his truck.

Agnes and I watch as he drives off back towards the pack, a bit of dread settling in the pit of my stomach.I feel a warm hand interlock with mine and I squeeze it back for comfort.

Agnes tugs at my hand and I look down to her smiling up at me.

"We'll be okay," she signs, picking up her bag and slinging it over her back.

"Pll carry you," I sign, mentally preparing to shift.

"I can walk," she huffs, turning towards the woods.

I try to carry her bag but she once again refuses, determined not to be a burden for me.

Of course, I’ve never seen her as one to begin with.

injuries but we finally make it as the sun sets over the horizon.

Afraid people would ask too many questions about my gory state, I hand Agnes some money and have her book a small motel room for the both of us.

The room is small and dingy but would do just fine for the night.

There’s only one bed and after a small argument, we agree to share it.

Worried about my injuries, Agnes goes to a nearby pharmacy and grabs some supplies for me.

I jump in the shower to rinse the blood off from the several cuts on my back.

Normally the wounds would have healed by now but the silver chain had slowed my healing process significantly.

My cuts and burn will scar permanently due to the silver and I will forever be reminded of what Caine and Sara did to me.

let out my frustrations on the furniture of

state of near panic and

"Sit down," she pleads.

shake

just talk? Why am I so

"You’re not broken."

are we

her, pulling away from

My own father disowned me because I’m worthless! She bites her lips, her eyes full of

worthless then

as I realize I’ve just insulted the only person who had ever loved me since

hanging my head

sorry.I didn’t mean “ She holds

gestures to

those

me up.She whimpers to herself as she cleans each wound and I realize

said," I apologize and she

not that," she wipes her

at what that...that monster did

fine," I

was just a few

the s-shaped burn on my

stare at the raw skin, still red and burning

Haven wolf but it pleased me to know my father had done the

a matching one

doesn’t find it very funny and continues cleaning me up

in comfortable silence and I thank Moon Goddess I’m

aches in the morning but at least the bruises on my face and

my back before we check out and head downtown for the

the large Greyhound bus, Agnes glued to the window

traveling by bus and

just off the shores of the state, surrounded by

the outskirts of the sleepy town, both

sleep, my mind reeling over our

were still good on the money Gamma Wyatt gave us and

job soon if I wanted to give Agnes a

my head and groans, wanting to go out

my last shift and he needed to stretch out his legs.I roll over onto my side and find Agnes wide awake, staring silently at the ceiling.I throw a pillow at her to catch"Want to

grin and

short walk to the nearby forest and after a quick survey of the area, I guard Agnes while she undresses behind a

my back and I turn to see a small light brown wolf bow

her wolf, Cynthia, is

however, make up for the hearing

see and smell far better than

delight at being set free and she

hide behind a tree and remove my clothes, inspecting

wolf, his metallic fur

I knew my abilities were related to the mind, but the

heard the never ending thoughts of every person I encountered, their inner voices nearly driving me mad.I could even see their memories, their

random thoughts, unable

him in the dark recesses of my mind for a

was the beginning of

to me; he only

mind, she would go into a catatonic state for a few hours

haven't used my powers in years , too afraid I might hurt someone.I hand Grayson the reins to

through the trees, jumping over stones

from their sprint, the two make their way to a small

around lazily while Grayson

to oblivion when I hear rustling

also senses a disturbance and sticks her nose

stare in the direction of the rustling

has dark brown fur and deep blue eyes which stare curiously at Cynthia and I while the smaller grey wolf looks frightened and hides behind her

an instant, taking a protective stance in front of Cynthia and growling at

a man, no more than 30 years old with dark brown hair and a piercing

but not buff by any means and his arms, chest

we don't want any trouble," the man says, his "We were just on a run and

man and his partner backing up a bit

and sits on his hind legs, never taking his

into a cute woman with a pixie cut

new here," the man continues awkwardly, rubbing the back

ages.It's just been the two of us

over to the female but

we knew, this could all be a trap and more rogues were standing by

the air again, her eyes scanning

my

remain vigilant in case of an attack as Cynthia

allows herself to be pet and scratched by

before," the

less one without a

a reply and gives me control again, completely

the

friend,

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