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.

my decisions

biting back my

Sebastian’s voice stops

"Take Agnes with you."

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

over him while he

"Yes sir,"

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

hope that he will not regret

wish to attend his first shift and that he is

the decision nor does he display any anger towards me or his father for not being

a small nod and begins to pack up a few clothes for

things but I still notice the slight tremor

know he must

hating the

stoically zipping up the luggage

bit of sign and I am able to decipher his

be going with me?" he

Agnes off,"

he quickly

hurt?"

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

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 or fear being locked

far enough away

bought it years ago as a small

the place where he would

cabin down to Sebastian but the

hates being reminded of

the car and I

view mirror as I

own pain, Zane looks after

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

that I don’t regret not being there for

her son alone on the most important day of his life, she would never forgive

over the Coast, I pull out the California map, studying the

traveling between packs, it is important to always carry

nature and we do not like newcomers

werewolf businesses are abundant in the region and our arrival will not go

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

doubt finding Zane

is not likely

Zane and Agnes have already found a pack to

where he is too and it won’t

look at the sea of red dots on the map, knowing Zane and Agnes could not have gone far from

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

you think that’s

studying the pattern of packs

think

stretching out his

snap, Korbin sitting up

a red dot in the Santa Cruz

airport.See that little

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

“And if they don’t?"

of red dots on

Moon Goddess help

*** Jordan*** 

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

and take an uber to the nearest

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

colors with a beautiful view

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

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

coming, Adam, my wolf reminds me.She needs to know it’s not safe for

the town square and after settling in, I begin examining

her files,

react when she sees me? I wonder, knowing Natalia is very

for Natalia, so my best bet is to locate her job at her other job

journey in and came prepared

a club but knowing Natalia, she must have felt the job was

"Dakota..."

as I read about the little boy

he is almost 4 years

imagine he looks just

and her eyebrows are still dark

smile, however, has

not reach her eyes like it used to, hardly

I first met Natalia, her cheeky grin was the first

was one that could make a person feel

only kindness but strength.I used to catch her practicing in the mirror, curling and uncurling her lips her happiness long before Christian

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

be now...I wonder, tucking away her

from my bag, I get ready for the club, hoping and praying that Natalia

quiet town and I mumble

bouncer at the door lets me in, music blaring through

while beautiful girls dress in tiny schoolgirl outfits and fishnets

force my way through the swaying bodies of drunk dancers on the floor and

from

pack maps prior to arrival and know there are no packs

man come from? He seems to sense my wolf as well, making his way across the bar

you?" He asks, pouring out a whiskey neat for

don’t reply, unsure what to make of this lone wolf and

here," he adds,