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.

everything in me not to shift and let out my frustrations on

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

"Sit down," she pleads.

I shake my head at

so broken?" She shakes her head at me and forces a smile

"You’re not broken."

are we

at her, pulling away from her

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

worthless then

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

sigh, hanging my head

“ She

she gestures

those wounds

she tapes me up.She whimpers to herself as

said," I apologize

it’s not that," she

at what that...that monster did to

I reassure

just a

s-shaped burn on

raw skin, still red and burning from

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

matching one

continues cleaning me up grocery

silence and I thank Moon Goddess I’m not alone

body still aches in the morning but at least the bruises on my face and chest are

my back before

board the large

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

island just off the shores of the state,

I find a small motel on the outskirts of the sleepy town,

sleep, my mind reeling over our

and it would be plenty for

I wanted to give

in my head and groans,

been two weeks since my last shift and he needed to stretch out his legs.I roll over onto my side and find Agnes wide awake, staring silently

grin and

and after a quick survey of the area, I

back and I turn to

Agnes, her wolf, Cynthia,

up for

and smell

being set free and she tugs at my

remove my clothes, inspecting my almost healed

wolf, his metallic fur gleaming under the last of the day's

knew my abilities were related to the mind, but the extent of my strength was a mystery even to

ending thoughts of every person I encountered, their inner

was awful being constantly bombarded by random thoughts, unable to

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

of

to me; he only

a few hours and I couldn't bear to see

the reins to my body and allow

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

two make their

in to cool off, swimming around lazily while Grayson lays

to oblivion when I hear

senses a disturbance and sticks her nose in

in the direction of the rustling and see two wolves emerge from

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

feet in an instant, taking a protective stance in front

larger wolf backs away and shifts into a man, no more than 30 years

any means and

says, his "We were just on a

the man and his partner backing

sits on

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

the man continues awkwardly, rubbing the

ages.It's

to the female but Grayson blocks her path, still unsure what to make of the two

all be a trap and

scanning the area for any more

none, she licks my cheekbone to give me the all

vigilant in case of an attack as Cynthia

herself to be pet and scratched by the

seen a silver wolf before," the man comments, his

one without a

a reply and gives me control

by the way," he

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