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 my frustrations

trip, finding me in a state of near

"Sit down," she pleads.

shake my head

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

"You’re not broken."

why are we

at her, pulling away

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

worthless

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

sigh, hanging my head in

She holds

gestures to the

get those wounds

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

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

it’s not that,"

that...that monster

I

just a

the s-shaped burn on

you." I stare at the raw skin, still red and burning

Scarlet Haven wolf but it pleased me to

matching one too," I laugh

it very funny and continues cleaning me up

I thank Moon Goddess I’m

least the bruises on my

of the cuts on my back before we check

outside of Seattle and we board the

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

an island just off

of the sleepy

however, struggle to get any sleep, my mind reeling over our

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

needed to find a job soon if I wanted to give Agnes a warm comfortable bed

groans, wanting to

legs.I roll over onto my side and find

and she

a quick survey of the area, I guard Agnes while she undresses behind a

back and I turn

Agnes, her wolf, Cynthia, is deaf and

senses, however, make up

see and smell

set free and she tugs at my shirt to join

and remove my clothes, inspecting

and father, Grayson is also a silver wolf, his metallic fur gleaming under

for gifts, I knew my abilities were related to the mind, but the extent of

shift, I heard the never ending thoughts of every person I

awful being constantly bombarded by random thoughts, unable to even

dark recesses of my mind for a

of

me; he only growls or grumbles in

state for a few hours and I couldn't bear to see

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

her play bow and the two race through the trees, jumping over stones and stumps until their

the two make their way to a

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

let my mind wander to oblivion when I hear rustling

senses a disturbance and sticks her nose in

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

his feet in an instant, taking a protective stance

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

any means and his arms, chest and stomach

we don't want any trouble," the man says, his "We were

again, the man and his partner

relaxes and sits on his hind

cute woman with a

continues

in ages.It's

onto the shore and attempts to walk over to the female but Grayson blocks her

all be a trap and more rogues were

air again, her eyes scanning the area

there are none, she licks my cheekbone to give me

attack as Cynthia inches closer to the couple, sniffing the she-wolf's

to be

the

less one without

and gives me control

the way," he

my best friend,