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.

takes everything in me not to shift and let out my frustrations on the furniture of the

from her trip, finding me in a state of near panic

"Sit down," she pleads.

shake my head at

talk? Why am I so broken?" She shakes her head at me and forces a smile

"You’re not broken."

why are

at her, pulling away from her

disowned me because I’m worthless! She bites her lips, her

I worthless then

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

hanging

She holds her hands

she gestures to

get those

tapes me up.She whimpers to herself as she

said," I apologize and she forces a

not that," she wipes her

look at what that...that

fine," I

was just

s-shaped burn on my

stare at the raw skin, still

it pleased me to know my father had done the same

matching one too," I

cleaning me up grocery bag and

in comfortable silence and I thank Moon Goddess I’m not

but at least the bruises on my face and chest are

redresses my hip and a few of the cuts on my back before we

board the large Greyhound bus, Agnes glued

a day of traveling by bus and ferry, Agnes and I arrive in Poulsbo in the late

island just off the shores of the

on the outskirts of the sleepy

struggle to get any sleep, my mind

the money Gamma Wyatt gave us and it would be

wanted to give Agnes

groans, wanting to

to stretch out his legs.I roll over onto my side and find Agnes wide

and she

to the nearby forest and after a quick

my back and I

wolf, Cynthia, is deaf

up for

smell far

being set free and she tugs at my shirt

remove my clothes, inspecting

is also a silver wolf, his metallic fur gleaming

related to the mind, but the

after my first shift, I heard the never ending thoughts of every person I encountered,

random thoughts, unable to

thoughts under control and I locked him in the dark recesses of my mind for a while

of the

to me; he only growls or grumbles in annoyance on

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

hurt someone.I hand Grayson the reins to my body and allow him to enjoy a

to her play bow and the two race through the trees, jumping over stones

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

jumps in to cool off, swimming around lazily while

my mind wander to oblivion when I hear rustling in the trees directly

also senses a disturbance and sticks her nose in the air for a

in the direction of the rustling and see two wolves

at Cynthia and I while the smaller grey

taking a protective stance in front of

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

by any means and his arms, chest and stomach are covered in

says, his "We were just

again, the man and his partner backing up a

relaxes and sits on his

woman with a

the man continues awkwardly, rubbing

a wolf around this area in ages.It's just been the two of

to the female but Grayson blocks her

all be a trap and more rogues were standing by

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

my cheekbone to give me the all

case of an attack as Cynthia

no danger, Cynthia allows herself to

seen a silver wolf before," the man comments,

one without a

and gives me control again, completely bored with the

the way,"

best friend, uh...what's left of our