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.

let out my frustrations

state of near panic and anger, and tries

"Sit down," she pleads.

I shake my

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

"You’re not broken."

are

her, pulling away

disowned me because I’m worthless! She

worthless

as I realize I’ve just insulted the only person who

I sigh, hanging my head in

She holds

gestures to

those wounds

bed, holding perfectly still as she tapes me up.She whimpers to herself as she

don’t mean what I said," I apologize

that," she

that...that monster

I reassure

was just

points to the s-shaped burn on

at the raw skin,

a Scarlet Haven wolf but it pleased me to know

okay.Caine got a matching

cleaning me up grocery bag

in comfortable silence and I thank Moon Goddess

at least the bruises on

a few of the cuts on my back before we check

we board the

bus and ferry, Agnes and I arrive in Poulsbo in the late hours of

just off the shores

the sleepy town, both

struggle to get any sleep, my mind reeling

us and it would be plenty

soon if I wanted to give

groans, wanting to go out for

needed to stretch out his legs.I roll over onto my side and find Agnes wide awake, staring silently

and

the nearby forest and after a quick survey of the area, I guard Agnes

and I turn to see a small light brown wolf bow playfully at

her wolf, Cynthia,

senses, however, make up for the hearing

and smell far better than I

delight at being set free and she

and remove my clothes, inspecting my almost healed wounds before

wolf, his metallic fur gleaming under the

were related to the mind, but the extent of my

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

bombarded by random

locked him in the dark recesses of my mind for

the beginning of

speak to me; he only

would go into a catatonic state for a few hours and I couldn't bear to

powers in years , too afraid I might hurt someone.I hand Grayson the reins to my body and allow him to enjoy a

the two race through the

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

in to cool off, swimming around lazily while Grayson lays out

when I hear rustling in the trees directly behind

a disturbance and sticks her nose in the

the rustling and see two

and deep blue eyes which stare curiously at Cynthia and I while the smaller grey wolf looks frightened and hides

instant, taking a protective stance in

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

is toned but not buff by any means and his arms, chest

says, his

and his partner backing up

sits on his hind legs, never taking his eyes off the

shifts into a cute woman with a pixie cut and several tattoos scattered

here," the man continues

haven't seen a wolf around this area in ages.It's

walk over to the female but Grayson blocks her path, still unsure what

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

scanning the area for any

that there are none, she licks my cheekbone to give me

vigilant in case of an attack as Cynthia inches closer

no danger, Cynthia allows herself to be pet and scratched

the man comments, his eyes admiring my

less one without a

and gives me control again, completely bored with the subject

Micah, by the

this is my best friend, uh...what's left of