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 out my frustrations on

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

"Sit down," she pleads.

talk." I shake my

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

nearly growl at her, pulling away from her

My own father disowned me because I’m worthless! She bites

worthless then

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

I sigh, hanging my head

didn’t mean “ She holds

she gestures

get those wounds

tapes me up.She whimpers to herself as she cleans

mean what I said," I apologize and she forces a

it’s not that," she wipes her

at what that...that monster did to

I reassure

was just a few

s-shaped burn

I stare at the raw skin, still

Haven wolf but it pleased me to know

a matching

very funny and continues cleaning me up grocery bag and heats up the food

eat in comfortable silence and I thank

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

my hip and a few of the cuts on my back before we check out and head

buy two tickets to Edmonds just outside of Seattle and we board the large

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

island just off

on the outskirts of the sleepy town, both of us eager to rest for a

get any sleep, my mind reeling over

on the money Gamma Wyatt gave us and it would be plenty

just needed to find a job soon if I wanted to give

and groans, wanting to go

almost been two weeks since my last shift and he needed to stretch out his legs.I roll over onto my side and find

grin and

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

minutes, a snout brushes up against my back and I turn to

Cynthia, is deaf

make up

smell far better

twinkle with delight at being set free

tree and remove my clothes, inspecting my almost healed wounds before

silver wolf,

related to the mind, but the extent of my

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

random thoughts, unable to even

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

beginning of the end of

me; he only growls or

she would go into a catatonic state for a few hours and I

haven't used my powers in years , too afraid I might hurt someone.I hand Grayson the reins to my body and allow him to enjoy a tiny bit of

and the two race through the trees, jumping over stones and stumps until their lungs

their sprint, the two make their way

cool off, swimming around lazily while Grayson lays

to oblivion when I hear

her nose in the air

of the rustling and see two wolves emerge from the

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

feet in an instant, taking a protective stance in front of Cynthia and growling at the two

man, no more than 30 years

buff by any means and his arms, chest and stomach are covered

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

growls again, the man and his partner backing up a

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

a cute woman with a pixie cut and several tattoos

new here," the man continues awkwardly, rubbing the back of his

haven't seen a wolf around this area in ages.It's just

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

trap and more rogues were

her eyes scanning the area

licks my cheekbone

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

no danger, Cynthia allows herself to be

the

one without

reply and gives me control again, completely bored with the subject

the way,"

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