The Silent Alpha

***Wyatt (Scarlett Haven Gamma)*** 

"He is not to say a word to anyone.You understand me? Not a word,"

Alpha Sebastian snarls in my ear as he hands me the tablet with the California Pack Map.

"Keep him silent until he’s brought before me."

I know better than to question him, so I just nod my head and take the tablet.

In the hall, Caine and my son, Korbin, await my instructions.

"So where exactly does this Alpha live?" Korbin asks as I lead them down to the car.

"My sources tell me the Bay Area," I reply curtly, not looking forward to this wild goose chase.

Caine is silent as I pull out of the drive and head towards the airport, a feeling of dread settling in my stomach.I don’t know why Sara requested Caine to join me on my mission but I know it can’t be good.I'll just have to keep a close eye on him and make sure he doesn't get himself killed.

"So what's this Alpha like?"

Korbin asks, leaning back against his seat with his arms behind his head.

"Have you met him?"

"I have," I sigh tiredly, knowing Korbin will be asking a million questions throughout this drive.

"And?"

Korbin pries, suddenly sitting up straighter towards me, as if paying attention to what I have to say about his older brother ifonly you knew you've already met him...

"He's a man of little words," I reply carefully.

Neither of them need to know who Zane really is.

At least not yet, anyways.

"What’s the Alpha’s name-"

"Would you quit calling him Alpha?"

Caine snaps, finally fed up with Korbin’s incessant questions.

"I’m the Alpha!"

"Not yet you’re not,"

I retort, glaring at him through the rearview mirror.

"So I suggest you change that tone of yours if you want to remain on this mission."

"If he is such an Alpha, then why did Dad send him away? If he were a real Alpha, he would have never accepted to part with his pack.He wouldn’t hide away, he would face Ravenstone like a Man!"

"Well, unlike you, Alpha Toran actually does have an interest in your brother," I reply smuggly, the look of indignation on Caine’s face pleasing me.

"He’s valuable to him."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Caine sneers.

"Nothing," I shrug nonchalantly.

"Just that your brother is a Purebred Silver wolf… unlike you… and Alpha Toran is no i***t.He knows that a silver wolf like your brother is rare.Purebreds are hard to find, the last known ones being the Altamirano clan of México, a family line which disappeared years ago.Why waste his heir instead?"

"Who do you think you are to speak to me that way?" Caine snarls.

"Your superior," I reply calmly, his face contorting in anger.

"Listen very carefully Caine, because I’m only going to say this once.You might be the Alpha’s son and a silver wolf, but this is my mission.You were invited to join by your mother.As such, I amin charge and you will not question me on any decisions I make.You will not speak, you will not move, you will not do anything unless I tell you to.Do I make myself clear?"

He only grunts in response, looking out the window to avoid me.I sigh in frustration.

Caine is young and stupid.

The only place he will lead our pack to is to its doom.

Schilling silence fills the car but before long, we find ourselves in the airport searching for our terminal.I hate flying but there’s no way in hell I’m staying in a car with Korbin and Caine for 15 hours.I’d rather die.

"So what’s his gift?"

Korbin hisses as we find our seats by the wings of the plane, Caine upgrading only himself to first class like the prick he is.I only shrug in response.I did not witness Zane’s first shift, so I do not actually know what his gift is.

Traditionally, the first shift is a very important event for a werewolf.

Not only do you meet your other half, but you also get to communicate with your other pack members at the next full moon.

We call it a Night of Melodies ritual.

As an outcast, however, Zane’s first shift was anything but special.

"Sir are you sure-"

"Are you questioning my decisions again, Wyatt?" Sebastian snarls.

His voice deepens when I shake my head.

"Then take him to the cabin by the waterfall and leave him there for his shift.Bring him back next week."

"You intend to make him deal with his first shift alone, Alpha? "

Lask, bewildered by such a thought.

"But he is your-"

"Enough!" Sebastian roars.

not explain my decisions to you,

my words

the door, Sebastian’s voice stops me in

"Take Agnes with you."

back to me, his eyes looking down at

over him

"Yes sir,"

my head as I go in search of Zane and Agnes at the Hive do not think he understands

is hope that he will not regret

that his father does not wish

the decision nor does he display any anger towards me or his father for not being given a Night of Melodies ritual like any other

small nod and begins to pack up a

quickly to fold and put away his things but I still notice

must be breaking

sigh, hating the situation

not respond, stoically zipping up the luggage

managed to pick up a bit

you be going with

and Agnes

calm face falters slightly but he quickly recovers and asks

hurt?" he

my hand on his shoulder and pull him

He smiles at this, but the joy does not reach his eyes.I can tell he is scared but as always, he accepts his fate, his pain or fear being locked

cabin is not long, but far enough away that no Scarlett Haven wolf will

Cyrus bought it years ago as a small safe

place where he would meet Princess Bre in

the cabin down to Sebastian but

being reminded of his

and I unload his luggage before taking

watch Zane comfort Agnes from my rear view mirror as

after the people he

son truly is,

a day goes by that I don’t

most

the Coast, I pull out the California

it is important to

nature and we do not

any our wolf form but werewolf businesses are abundant in

few connections in the Bay Area who are willing to house us safely for the

no doubt finding Zane will be

a rogue one is not likely to fly under the

have already found a

already knows where he

on the map, knowing Zane and Agnes could not have

a rumor going around that the Ivory Twins live in California,"

think

I sigh in annoyance, studying the pattern of packs carefully to figure

I think they are

lazily stretching

straight," I snap, Korbin sitting up and peeking at the

point to a red dot in the

airport.See that little Red

pack is an old ally of King Arthur from his youth.They should have some information about

“And if they don’t?"

at the sea of red dots on

Goddess

*** Jordan*** 

the airport, a breeze of hot air welcoming me

quickly and take an uber to the nearest

transfers and a near two hour journey, I arrived in the small town of

area is full of colors

in the evening, it is rather quiet, only a few people walking up

boy to school flood my mind.I curse Christian and Jack for asking me

coming, Adam, my wolf reminds me.She needs to

and after settling in, I begin examining the documents Christian gave me

my hands shake as I read her files, nervous years.She has built herself a

when she sees me? I wonder, knowing Natalia is very likely still angry with me for betraying

check the daycare or the clinic for Natalia, so my

club on the journey in and came prepared with a masquerade mask for

my head around her working at a club but knowing Natalia, she must have felt the job was necessary to raise

"Dakota..."

to myself as I read about the little boy

his file, he

I imagine he looks just like

and her eyebrows are still

however,

used to,

I first met Natalia, her cheeky grin was

smile was one that could make a person feel

how to refine her smile to one that displayed not only kindness but strength.I used to catch her practicing in the mirror, curling and uncurling her lips her happiness

pain behind her smile...because a good Luna should always put her pack first before

must be now...I wonder, tucking away her

the mask from my bag, I get ready for the club, hoping and praying that Natalia lets me speak to

quiet town and I mumble a

music

dancers work the poles while beautiful girls dress in tiny schoolgirl outfits and fishnets carry trays of drinks

my way through the swaying bodies of drunk dancers on the floor and find the bar,

a wolf coming from the male bartender with tattoos on his arms

Washington pack maps prior to arrival and know there are no packs

to sense my wolf as well, making his

here, are you?" He asks, pouring out a whiskey

this lone

get a lot of...visitors...around here," he adds, carefully choosing