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

my words as I turn

for the door, Sebastian’s voice stops me in

"Take Agnes with you."

him with his back to me, his eyes looking down at a small

can ...ahem ...she can watch over him while he shifts," he

"Yes sir,"

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

hope that he

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

does he display any anger towards me or his father for not being given a Night of Melodies ritual

his fate with a small nod and begins to pack up a few

quickly to fold and put away his things but I still notice the slight tremor in his hands and the

he must

sigh, hating the situation on his

does not respond, stoically zipping up

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

going with

Agnes off," I reply with

but he quickly recovers and asks

hurt?"

lie to him, I place my hand on his shoulder and

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 away in his heart

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

as

where he would meet Princess

cabin down to Sebastian but the Alpha does not like

being reminded of

and I unload his luggage before

watch Zane comfort Agnes from my rear view mirror as

in his own pain, Zane looks after the people he loves like a

just how strong his son truly is, maybe then he would accept his son the way he

I don’t regret

son alone on the most important

pull out the California map, studying the packs of the Bay

between packs, it is important to always carry a

in nature and we do not like newcomers

does not contain any our wolf form but werewolf businesses are abundant in the region and our

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

doubt finding Zane will

one is not

Zane and Agnes have already found

knows where he is too and

sea of red dots on the map, knowing Zane and

around that

you think that’s

Ivory Twins are a myth, Kor," I sigh in annoyance, studying the pattern

think

mutters, lazily stretching out his

sitting up and peeking at

to a red dot in

waiting for us at the airport.See that

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

“And if they don’t?"

the sea of

Goddess

*** Jordan*** 

a particularly hot day in Seattle as I leave the airport, a breeze

through baggage claim fairly quickly and take an uber to the

near two hour journey,

colors

it is rather quiet, only a few people walking

I tell myself as images of her walking a little boy to school flood my mind.I curse Christian and Jack for asking me

reminds me.She needs

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

I read her files, nervous years.She has built herself a

wonder, knowing Natalia is very likely still angry with me for

it is too late to check the daycare or the clinic for

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

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

"Dakota..."

mumble to myself as I read about the little

his file, he is

picture attached but I imagine he looks just like her.I carefully examine her work

is still long and curled and her eyebrows are

however,

not reach her eyes like it used to, hardly any emotion peeking

Natalia, her cheeky grin was the first thing I noticed

that could make a person feel

strength.I used to catch her

just learned to hide her pain behind her smile...because a good Luna should always put her

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

my bag, I get ready for the

tremble as I walk through the quiet town and I mumble a small

the door lets me in, music blaring through the speakers as I walk

girls dress in tiny schoolgirl outfits and fishnets carry trays of drinks to men lounging in

bodies of drunk dancers on the floor and find the bar, two bartenders hard

from the male bartender with tattoos

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

to sense my wolf as well, making

you?" He asks, pouring out a

make of this

don’t get a lot of...visitors...around here," he adds, carefully