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.

and let out

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

"Sit down," she pleads.

talk." I shake

this s**t! Why can’t I just talk? Why am I so broken?" She shakes her head at me and forces a smile on

"You’re not broken."

why are we

nearly growl at her,

because I’m worthless! She bites

worthless then

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

sigh, hanging

didn’t mean “ She holds her hands up and

she gestures

get those wounds

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

don’t mean what I said," I apologize and she forces a

not that," she wipes her

what that...that

fine," I

was just

the s-shaped

I stare at the raw skin, still red and burning from the

pleased me to know my father had done the same to

got a matching one too,"

cleaning me up

I thank Moon Goddess I’m not alone on

body still aches in the morning but at least

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

buy two tickets to Edmonds just outside of Seattle and we board the large Greyhound bus, Agnes

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

an island just off

a small motel on the outskirts of the sleepy town, both

get any sleep, my mind

good on the money Gamma Wyatt gave us and it

I wanted to give Agnes a warm comfortable bed to call

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

grin and

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

a snout brushes up against my back and I

Cynthia, is

senses, however, make up for the hearing

and smell far better than

delight at being set free and

remove my

mother and father, Grayson is also a silver wolf,

my abilities were related to the mind, but the extent of my strength was

my first shift, I heard the never ending thoughts of every person I encountered, their inner voices nearly driving

random thoughts, unable to

and I locked him in the dark recesses of

of the end of

to speak to me; he only

few hours and I couldn't bear to see her go so numb

in years , too afraid I might hurt someone.I hand Grayson the reins to my body

two race through the trees, jumping over stones

the two make their way to a

swimming around

wander to oblivion when I hear rustling

sticks her nose in the air for a

of the rustling and

has dark brown fur and deep blue eyes which stare curiously at Cynthia and

instant, taking a protective stance

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

means and his

the man says, his "We were just on a run

his partner backing up a

enough away, Grayson relaxes and sits on his hind legs, never taking his eyes

cute woman with a pixie cut and

the man continues awkwardly,

area in ages.It's just been the two of us

onto the shore and attempts to walk over to the female but Grayson blocks her path, still unsure what to make

knew, this could all be a trap

again, her eyes scanning the area

licks my cheekbone to give me

in case of an attack as Cynthia inches closer to the couple, sniffing

allows herself to be pet and scratched by the

before," the man comments, his

less one without

reply and gives me control again, completely bored with the

by the

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