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

as I take

if Talia is safe.Who Is Cillian?"

as she reads the page, there’s a knock at the

me back as

"Stay here."

her to the

my care.I should protect The witch cautiously turns to the knob and

and dark brown

on Earth are

door open

you find

mutt, Gwen?" he says,

can sense his wolf lurking beneath the surface, ready to tear me to

first, Salvador.What the hell are you doing here? How did you find me?" She snaps, her fists

waves his

old mate is that she hasn’t got a clue how technology works, "

stares dryly at him but

closer so that he stands only an inch

"Who's the mutt?"

met him,"

jealous?" she

looks me up and down and smiles with satisfaction at her, leaning his face down so that his

Asshole...

pound in her chest as he gently

visibly blushes and pushes him

Salvador," she mutters, the wolf

sighs, taking her hand and interlocking her fingers

let me in or do you want

wolf," she mutters to

me after I told you to

my dead body," he growls,

"If he finds you..."

this on my

Salvador crashes his lips onto hers, holding her face

turn my gaze and examine the wall, inspecting the little

we got here ,I

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

why

witch, her body trembling in

and I could only hope one day she

pulling the wolf into the house and leading

but one kiss from him has her completely under his

scans the room, his eyes carefully inspecting Agnes and

silver wolf," he states as he looks

is not,"he says,

with an omega?" I could ask you the same

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

was not

groans, wiping her tired face and taking a deep breath in a desperate attempt to keep her

who appears to be her mate that followed her from her

silver wolf with the gift of thought projection, capable of

could make anything come to life with

the

the beautiful creature, reaching out

its wings to show off its stunning

"She can keep it,"

he watches Agnes

long as she doesn’t crush it, it will stay

tears springing to

not understanding why his gift could mean so

not possibly know all the hardships Agnes faced in her life and that his simple act of kindness was one that was rarely granted to her by a perfect

and give

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

Danger?

this is difficult

already made arrangements with a pack and they

be willing to

a mate was involved, humans

her, his chest puffing

"The Ivory Queen."

***Nataliat** 

sending the last X-ray referral down

and I

remember

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