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

from her trip, finding me in a state of

"Sit down," she pleads.

shake

so

"You’re not broken."

are we

nearly growl at her, pulling away from

because I’m worthless! She bites

I worthless then

realize I’ve just insulted the only person who

hanging my head

She

she gestures to the

those

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

said," I apologize and she forces a

that," she wipes her

at what that...that

fine," I reassure

was just a few

the s-shaped burn on my

stare at the raw

as a Scarlet Haven wolf but it pleased me to

matching one too,"

up grocery bag and

and I thank Moon Goddess I’m not alone on this

the morning but at least

redresses my hip and a few of the cuts on my back before we check out and head downtown for the bus

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

after nearly a day of traveling by bus and ferry, Agnes and

nestled on an island just off

on the outskirts of the sleepy town,

struggle to get any sleep,

were still good on the money Gamma Wyatt gave us and it would

a job soon if I wanted to give Agnes

groans, wanting

roll over onto my side and find Agnes wide awake, staring silently

grin and

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

against my back and I turn to see a

Cynthia, is

make up for the hearing

see and smell

set free and she tugs at my shirt

behind a tree and remove my

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

knew my abilities were related to the mind, but

person I encountered, their inner voices nearly

random thoughts, unable to

their thoughts under control and I locked him in the dark recesses of my mind for a while until I

the beginning of the end

to me; he only growls or grumbles

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

might hurt someone.I hand Grayson the reins to my body and allow him to enjoy

race through the trees, jumping over stones and stumps

out from their sprint, the two make their way

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

to oblivion when I

disturbance and sticks her nose in

rustling

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

feet in an instant, taking a protective stance in front of Cynthia and

away and shifts into a man, no more than 30 years old with dark

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

man says, his "We were just on a run and heard you,

again, the man and his partner backing up

away, Grayson relaxes and sits on his hind legs,

smaller wolf shifts into a cute woman with a pixie cut and

continues awkwardly, rubbing the back

seen a wolf around this area in ages.It's just been

to walk over to the female but

this could all be a trap and more

her eyes scanning the area for

she licks my cheekbone to

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

no danger, Cynthia allows herself to be pet and scratched by the

a silver wolf before," the

one without a

control again, completely bored with

the

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