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

biting back my

for the door, Sebastian’s voice

"Take Agnes with you."

to face the Alpha only to find him with his back to me, his eyes looking down at a small photograph

watch over him while he shifts," he

"Yes sir,"

search of Zane and

that he

a smile when I explain to him that his father does not wish to attend his first shift and that he is being sent

display any anger towards me or his father for not being given a Night of Melodies ritual like any other pack

fate with a small nod and begins to pack up a few clothes for the trip to

but I still notice the slight tremor in his hands and the quiver in

know he must be breaking

I sigh, hating the situation on his

stoically zipping up the

the years, I have managed to pick up a bit of sign and I am able

you be going

Agnes

but he quickly recovers and asks another

it hurt?" he

him, I place my hand on

the pain only lasts for a moment ...and then...It's the most amazing 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

not long, but far enough

ago as a small

he would

but the Alpha does not

reminded of

helps Agnes out of the car and I unload his

comfort Agnes from my rear view mirror as I

his own pain, Zane looks after the people he loves

strong his son truly is, maybe then he

don’t regret not being there for

most important day of his life, she would never

the California map, studying the packs of

between packs, it is important to always carry

and we do not like

werewolf businesses are abundant in the

us, King Arthur has a few connections in the Bay Area who are willing to house us safely for the

finding Zane will be

one is not likely

Agnes have already found a

knows where he is too and it won’t be long before

the map, knowing Zane and Agnes could not have gone far from San

rumor going around that the Ivory

think that’s

I sigh in annoyance, studying the

think they are

mutters, lazily stretching out

snap, Korbin sitting up and

to a red dot in the

the airport.See that little Red Dot?" I ask, Korbin nodding his

of King Arthur from his youth.They should have some information

“And if they don’t?"

of red dots on

Goddess

*** Jordan*** 

day in Seattle as I leave the airport, a breeze of hot air welcoming me when I

baggage claim fairly quickly and take

several transfers and a near two hour journey, I arrived in the

area is full of colors with a beautiful

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

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

Christian is coming, Adam, my wolf reminds me.She needs to know

in the town square and after settling in, I begin examining the documents

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

wonder, knowing Natalia is very likely still angry with me

late to check the daycare or the clinic for Natalia, so my best bet is to locate her job at her

journey in and came prepared with a masquerade

still can’t quite wrap my head around her working at a club but knowing Natalia, she must have felt the job was necessary to raise

"Dakota..."

read about the little boy she is

to his file, he

no picture attached but I imagine he looks just like her.I carefully examine her

and curled and her eyebrows are still dark and

however,

to, hardly

first met Natalia, her cheeky grin

one that could make a person

that displayed not only kindness but strength.I used to catch her practicing in the mirror, curling and uncurling her

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

different she must be now...I wonder, tucking away

I get ready for the club,

tremble as I walk through the quiet

the door lets me in, music blaring through the

tiny schoolgirl outfits and fishnets carry trays of

of drunk dancers on the floor and find the bar,

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

to arrival and know there are no

pack did this man come from? He seems to sense my wolf as well, making

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

what to make of this lone wolf and dissatisfaction but

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