The Silent Alpha

***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.

to shift and let out my frustrations on the

state of near panic and anger, and tries to

"Sit down," she pleads.

talk." I shake my head

I so broken?" She shakes her head

"You’re not broken."

are

growl at her, pulling away

disowned me because I’m worthless!

worthless then

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

I sigh, hanging my head

She holds her hands up

she gestures to

those wounds

as she tapes me up.She whimpers to

mean what I said," I apologize

it’s not that," she wipes

at what that...that monster did

fine," I reassure

just a

points to the s-shaped burn on

at the raw

Scarlet Haven wolf but it pleased me

a matching one

very funny and continues cleaning me up grocery bag and heats up the food in paper

comfortable silence and I thank Moon Goddess

morning but at least the bruises on

a few of the cuts on my

of Seattle and we board the large Greyhound bus, Agnes glued to the window to watch the

and tiresome but after nearly a day of traveling by bus and ferry, Agnes and I arrive in

just off the shores of the

outskirts of the sleepy town, both of us eager to rest

to get any sleep, my

good on the money Gamma Wyatt gave us and it would be plenty for a deposit on a small

job soon if I wanted to give

my head and groans, wanting to

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 go

and

nearby forest and after a quick survey

few minutes, a snout brushes up against my back and I

her wolf, Cynthia, is

up

could see and smell far better

at being set free and she tugs

tree and remove my clothes, inspecting my

Grayson is also a silver wolf, his

the mind,

the never ending thoughts of every person I encountered, their

being constantly bombarded by random thoughts, unable to even sleep

him in the dark recesses of my mind for a while until I learned to stop the

of the end

he

into a catatonic state for a few hours and I couldn't bear to see her go so

hand Grayson the reins to

two race through the trees, jumping over stones

make their way to a small stream

around lazily while Grayson lays

wander to oblivion when I

sticks her

rustling and see two wolves emerge from

dark brown fur and deep blue eyes which stare curiously at

on his feet in an instant, taking a protective stance in front of Cynthia

wolf backs away and shifts into a man, no more than 30 years old with dark brown hair and a piercing on his

but not buff by any means and his arms, chest

any trouble," the man says, his "We were just on a run and heard you, that's

man and his partner backing up a bit

are far enough away, Grayson relaxes and sits on his hind legs,

a pixie cut and several tattoos scattered across her

man continues awkwardly, rubbing the back of his

haven't seen a wolf around this area in ages.It's just been the two of

to the female but Grayson blocks

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

sniffs the air again, her eyes scanning the area for any

there are none, she licks my cheekbone to give

of an attack as Cynthia

Cynthia allows herself to be pet and

seen a silver wolf before," the man comments, his eyes

less one

gives me control

by the way,"

my best friend, uh...what's left