The Silent Alpha

 ***Jane*** 

"Who in the bloody f**k are you?" the woman growls, the golden flecks in her green eyes glittering like flames.

Before I can respond, the small woman has a silver dagger pointed at my throat as she pins me with her elbow against the door.

"You better talk fast, wolf.Talia doesn't take kindly to your kind so I doubt she let you in willingly.Who the f**k are you and what are you doing in her house?"

She snarls, pressing the dagger harder against my neck.

"Are you one of Christian's mutts? Have you come to take her back? Are you with Cillian because I'll bloody kill you where you stand if you so much as touch her!"

Who are Christian and Cillian and where are they taking our mate? Grayson asks.

Agnes rushes towards us and the woman turns to face her, lifting her hand up in warning.

"Unless you want me to gauge your pretty little eyes out, wolf, BACK THE f**k UP!" the woman screams, her hand emitting green light.

Witch! Grayson snarls.

Taking advantage of her distraction, I hook my ankle around the that it points to her instead.I then use my body to slam her against the wall, the woman groaning as her head bangs against the wall.

Completely infuriated, she wraps her fingers around my wrists.

Her palms become scorching hot as they emit a green light and I flinch away from her in pain, stepping back a few paces and shielding Agnes with my body from the furious witch.

The witch waves the dagger in front of me, her teeth clenched in anger.

"Don't make me repeat myself.Who are you and what have you done with Kota and Talia?"

Realizing this might be Talia's witch friend, Gwen, I raise one arm in surrender and then point to my throat, mouthing the word MUTE to her before gesturing to Agnes and pointing at my ears.

"DEAF," I mouth, praying to Moon Goddess that she gets it.

She narrows her eyes in confusion and I hear Agnes shuffling behind me.I don't dare look at what Agnes is doing, afraid to take my eyes off the witch.

Just speak! Grayson snaps in frustration.

I open my mouth to take his advice but as always, my tongue grows stiff and heavy in my mouth, the words stuck in the back of my throat.

Agnes walks right past me and holds out a piece of paper to the witch.

"You're deaf and you’re mute...?" the witch mutters, pointing to satisfied, she slowly lowers her dagger.

"Of course you f****"g are," she grumbles, storming past us to the kitchen.

She sees the pen and notepad on the counter and tosses it to me.

"Go on then.Explain yourselves.Who are you?" She says, crossing her arms and tapping her foot impatiently.

Knowing she could go off any minute, I scribble a response to her and timidly hand the notepad back to her.

She snatches it out of my hand, grumbling to herself in annoyance.

"My name is Zane.I am Talia’s mate.This is Agnes, my mother.You must be Gwen..." she reads aloud, her body tensing up at the last sentence.

"S-She told you about me.." She grumbles, a bit of anger flashing in her eyes.

"She must trust you then...She doesn’t give my name out to just anyone."

My heart nearly skips a beat when she says that.

Talia trusts me? Gwen eyes me up and down, a murderous chuckle escaping her lips.

"Moon Goddess must be testing us both," she says to herself.

"Oh Talia...looks like we are both on the same bloody boat," she sighs, taking a seat at the counter.

Agnes being Agnes, she rushes to grab the witch a glass of water and hands it to her with shaking hands.

The witch smiles softly at her and thanks her.

After taking a drink and gathering her bearings, Gwen looks up at me with a "I apologize for attacking you.I’m a little on edge as it is.It’s been a rough couple days,"

Gwen says to me, wiping her face in exhaustion.

Tell me about it, I want to say but instead just nod politely.

Ask her about Christian and Cillian! Grayson snaps.

Who the f**k are they and why would they take Talia? I take the notepad from the counter and write out my question to her, When she sees what I wrote, she shakes her head at me.

"Cillian is my problem, not Talia’s so don’t worry about him.I-I’ll take care of him on my own," she says, nervously smiling at me.

"If you don’t know who Christian is, however, it’s best I not say a word.That’s Talia’s business and only she has the right to disclose that information.It should be she who tells you about him, not me."

problem, why would he be after Talia?

little as I take

if Talia

a knock at the door, both Gwen and

answer it," she says, pushing me back as I try to

"Stay here."

the door, ignoring her side eye

witch cautiously

and dark brown hair.His green eyes settle on me and narrow to

Earth are you

the door open and

you find

he says, never taking his eyes off

can sense his wolf lurking beneath the surface, ready

doing here? How

and waves his phone

know the great thing about having a 300 year old mate is

stares dryly at him but he keeps

my watch in your bag.Now..." he says, stepping closer

"Who's the mutt?"

met him," she

You jealous?"

me up and down and smiles with satisfaction at her, leaning

Asshole...

hear her heart pound in her chest

him away, the wolf laughing at her

I can’t stand you, Salvador," she mutters, the wolf

for me," he sighs, taking her hand and interlocking her

let me in or do you

she mutters

you followed me after I told you to leave me

dead body," he growls,

"If he finds you..."

this on my

Salvador crashes his lips onto

and examine the wall, inspecting the

a sturdy wall we

Very sturdy...uh..Very clean...

now why I can’t leave

murmurs as he pulls away from the witch, her body trembling in his arms.my arms, to kiss

not yet come and I

say a word as she collects herself, pulling the wolf into the house and leading him into the living

him has her completely under his spell

room, his eyes

a silver wolf," he states

is not,"he

a silver wolf doing outside of its clan with an omega?" I could

mute, Salvador.He won’t respond to you," the witch sighs before turning

for the intrusion.I was not expecting this i***t to follow me

tired face and

to the wolf who appears to be her mate that followed her from her

wolf with the gift of thought projection, capable

make anything come to life with just an

the room before landing on Agnes’

pure joy at the beautiful creature, reaching out her

its wings to show off its stunning designs

"She can keep it,"

says as he watches

crush it, it will stay

the gift to Agnes, tears springing

her reaction, not understanding why his gift could

not possibly know all the hardships Agnes faced in her life and that his simple act of kindness was one that

of the way, I hand the page with my question back to Gwen and give her a stern look to let her know I

plan to take care of it immediately.In the meantime, I need you to get them to safety in California.There’s a pack there that can keep her safe until I finish my

Danger?

know this is difficult

arrangements with a

be willing to accept a human into their

was involved, humans were forbidden from entering

his chest puffing up

"The Ivory Queen."

***Nataliat** 

the last X-ray referral down to the radiology

I contemplate throwing it out and grabbing food at the cafeteria

when I remember they

the lunch and grab a seat in the breakroom, pulling out the carefully wrapped sandwich from the bag along with some cut up fruit