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.

not to shift and let

trip, finding me in a state of

"Sit down," she pleads.

talk." I shake

am I so broken?" She

"You’re not broken."

why are

her, pulling away

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

I worthless then

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

sigh, hanging my head

didn’t mean “ She holds her hands

she gestures to the

those

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

what I said," I apologize and

it’s not that," she wipes her

what that...that monster

fine," I

just

to the s-shaped burn on

stare at the raw skin,

as a Scarlet Haven wolf but it pleased

a matching

doesn’t find it very funny and continues cleaning me up grocery bag and heats up the food in paper

eat in comfortable silence and I thank Moon Goddess I’m not

still aches in the morning but at least the bruises on

on my back before we check out and head downtown

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

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

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

find a small motel on the outskirts of the sleepy town, both of us eager to rest for a few

however, struggle to get any sleep, my mind

Gamma Wyatt gave us and

a job soon if I wanted to give Agnes a warm comfortable

and groans, wanting

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 at the ceiling.I throw a pillow at her to catch"Want to go for a

grin and she

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

brushes up against my back and I turn to see a small light brown wolf

wolf, Cynthia, is

make up

could see and smell far better than

delight at being set free

remove my clothes, inspecting my almost healed wounds before

a silver wolf, his metallic fur gleaming under the last

mind,

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

by random thoughts, unable to even

not keep their thoughts under control and I locked him in the dark recesses of my mind for a while until I learned to stop

the beginning of the end of

me; he only

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

might hurt someone.I hand Grayson the reins to my body

two race through the trees, jumping

two make their way to a small stream to drink

around lazily while

let my mind wander to oblivion when I hear rustling in the trees

senses a disturbance and sticks her nose in

the rustling and see two wolves

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

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

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

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

trouble," the man says, his "We were

the man and his partner

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

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

new here," the man continues awkwardly, rubbing

around this area in ages.It's just been the

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

all we knew, this could all be a trap and more rogues

eyes scanning the area for any more possible

that there are none, she licks my cheekbone to give me

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

to be pet and scratched by

before," the man comments,

less one without

reply and gives me control again, completely bored

the way," he

best friend, uh...what's left