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.

shift and let

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

"Sit down," she pleads.

shake my

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."

are

growl at her, pulling away from her

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

worthless

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

sigh, hanging my head

didn’t mean “ She holds her hands

she gestures to

get those wounds

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

what I said," I apologize and

that," she wipes

what that...that monster did

fine," I

was just a

the s-shaped burn

at the raw skin, still red and burning from the

me as a Scarlet Haven wolf but it pleased me to know my father

got a matching one too," I laugh

cleaning me up grocery bag and heats up the

silence and I thank Moon Goddess I’m

in the morning but at least the bruises

my back before we check out and

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

day of traveling by bus and

was a small town nestled on an island just off the shores of the state, surrounded

outskirts of the sleepy town, both of us

to get any sleep,

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

soon if I wanted to give Agnes a warm comfortable bed to call her

head and groans, wanting

my side and find Agnes wide awake, staring silently at the ceiling.I throw a

and she

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

snout brushes up against my back and I

her wolf, Cynthia,

however, make up for the hearing

could see and smell far better than

twinkle with delight at being set free and she

and remove my clothes, inspecting

a silver wolf, his

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

a month after my first shift, I heard the never ending thoughts of every person I encountered, their inner

random thoughts, unable to even sleep

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

was the beginning of the end of

speak to me; he only growls or grumbles in annoyance

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

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

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

their way

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

when I hear rustling

her nose in the air for

in the direction of the rustling and

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

taking a protective stance in front

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

his "We were just on

the man and his partner backing

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

cute woman with a

here," the man continues awkwardly, rubbing

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

but Grayson blocks her path,

this could all be a trap and more rogues were

again, her eyes scanning the area for

licks my cheekbone to give me

I remain vigilant in case of an attack as

to be pet

never seen a silver wolf before," the man

less one without a

control again, completely

the way,"

my best friend, uh...what's