The Silent Alpha

***Jane*** 

My father orders two guards to unchain me and I collapse onto the ground, my open wounds burning as I hit the cold pavement.

The guards force me to walk down the dark corridors, both of them pushing and shoving me when I walk too slowly.

As we make it out of the dungeons, the bright light of the day burns my bruised eyes and I wince, the guards laughing at me.

They lead me out to the main road where Gamma Wyatt and Agnes are waiting for me by a pick up truck.

Anger boils in my veins when I see Agnes’ bruised face, her cheeks swollen and her lip split open from a beating.

Agnes bursts into tears as I collapse onto my knees before her and I brace myself for her anger for getting us both exiled from Scarlet Haven.

She, however, takes me in her arms , gently cradling my head and sobs into my bloody hair.

"I thought they killed you," she signs as she pulls away.

"I thought you left me."

Gamma Wyatt dismisses the guards and instructs Agnes and I to get into the pick up truck.I notice two backpacks in the truck and I nod towards them.

"They let me pack a few things before we left,"

Agnes She begins examining my wounds as we drive to the edge of the territory, large tears streaming down her face.

"It’s okay," I sign, wincing as she dabs a cloth to my torn back.

"I-it’s not as bad as it looks."

She frowns but makes no comment as she continues to clean the wounds with her small cloth.

At the edge of the woods, Gamma Wyatt orders us out of the car and hands us the bags Agnes packed.He then hands me a small Manila envelope.

Confused, I open it and find a wad of cash inside.

"A gift," he says quietly.

"Your mother was my best friend...not a day goes by that I don’t regret not finding her sooner." I stare at the money, unsure what to say.

Gamma Wyatt had never treated me poorly but he had never done anything to help me either.

Why help me now? As I stare at the envelope, I notice a small picture inside and pull it out, tears threatening to fall down my cheeks when I realize it was a photograph of my mother and I taken just a few days before the attack.

"Your father kept this picture hidden in a drawer" Gamma Wyatt explains.

"I figured you may have better use for it."

Before I can react, he pulls out a map, hundreds of red dots scattered over the state explains.

"Stay clear of them and you should avoid getting yourselves killed."

He points to the few small towns with no dots near them.

"These are your safest bet.They’re perfect for two rogues starting over.Try Poulsbo first.It’s about 100 miles south from Maple Falls and is small enough that it wouldn’t be a target for any packs."

He rolls up the map and shoves it in my hand.

"You better hurry before it gets dark. A deaf wolf and mute one are two perfect targets for a desperate rogue looking for a meal." I nod and stuff the map into my backpack.

"Moon Goddess be with you Zane,"

Gamma Wyatt murmurs, turning on his heel and jumping back into his truck.

Agnes and I watch as he drives off back towards the pack, a bit of dread settling in the pit of my stomach.I feel a warm hand interlock with mine and I squeeze it back for comfort.

Agnes tugs at my hand and I look down to her smiling up at me.

"We'll be okay," she signs, picking up her bag and slinging it over her back.

"Pll carry you," I sign, mentally preparing to shift.

"I can walk," she huffs, turning towards the woods.

I try to carry her bag but she once again refuses, determined not to be a burden for me.

Of course, I’ve never seen her as one to begin with.

injuries but we finally make it as the sun sets over the horizon.

Afraid people would ask too many questions about my gory state, I hand Agnes some money and have her book a small motel room for the both of us.

The room is small and dingy but would do just fine for the night.

There’s only one bed and after a small argument, we agree to share it.

Worried about my injuries, Agnes goes to a nearby pharmacy and grabs some supplies for me.

I jump in the shower to rinse the blood off from the several cuts on my back.

Normally the wounds would have healed by now but the silver chain had slowed my healing process significantly.

My cuts and burn will scar permanently due to the silver and I will forever be reminded of what Caine and Sara did to me.

everything in me not to shift and let out my frustrations on the furniture of the

of near panic and anger, and

"Sit down," she pleads.

talk." I shake my head

can’t I just talk? Why am I so broken?" She shakes her head at

"You’re not broken."

are we

growl at her, pulling

because I’m worthless! She bites her

worthless then

I’ve just insulted the only person who

sigh, hanging my

She holds her hands up and

gestures

those

up.She whimpers to herself as she cleans each wound and I

mean what I said," I apologize and she forces a

not that," she wipes

at what that...that

fine," I reassure

was just a

to the s-shaped burn on my

the raw skin,

as a Scarlet Haven wolf but it pleased

a matching one too," I

it very funny and continues cleaning me up grocery bag and heats up the

I thank Moon Goddess I’m not alone on this

but at least the bruises on my face and

redresses my hip and a few of the cuts on my back

buy two tickets to Edmonds just outside of Seattle and we board the large Greyhound bus, Agnes glued to the window to

a day of traveling by bus and ferry, Agnes and I

island just off the shores of the state, surrounded by

motel on the outskirts of the sleepy town, both of us

however, struggle to get any sleep, my mind reeling

the money Gamma Wyatt gave us and it would be plenty

needed to find a job soon if I wanted to give Agnes a warm comfortable bed to call her

in my head and groans, wanting to

been two weeks since my last shift and he needed to stretch out his legs.I roll over onto my side and find Agnes wide awake,

and she nods

make the short walk to the nearby forest and after a quick survey of the area, I guard

brushes up against my back and I turn to

wolf, Cynthia, is deaf

however, make up for the

and smell far better than I

green eyes twinkle with delight at being set free and she

hide behind a tree and remove my clothes, inspecting

wolf,

abilities were related to the mind,

of every person I encountered, their inner voices nearly driving me mad.I could even see their memories,

by random thoughts, unable to even sleep in

thoughts under control and I locked him in the dark recesses of my mind for a

beginning of the end of our

me; he only growls or grumbles

into her mind, she would go into a catatonic state for a few hours and I

hand Grayson the reins to my body and allow him to enjoy

through the trees, jumping over stones and

sprint, the two make their way to a

jumps in to cool off, swimming around

I

sticks her nose in the air for

in the direction of the rustling and see two

curiously at Cynthia and I while

instant, taking a protective stance in front of Cynthia and growling at

a man, no more than 30 years

means and

want any trouble," the man says, his "We were just on a run and heard you, that's

man and his partner backing up

are far enough away, Grayson relaxes and sits on his hind legs, never

shifts into a cute woman with a pixie cut and several

here," the man continues awkwardly, rubbing the

area in ages.It's just been the

climbs onto the shore and attempts to walk over to the female but Grayson blocks her path,

knew, this could all be a trap and more rogues

her eyes scanning the area

that there are none, she licks my cheekbone to give

remain vigilant in case of an attack as Cynthia inches closer to the couple,

danger, Cynthia allows herself to be pet and scratched by the

never seen a silver wolf before," the man comments, his eyes admiring

less one without

grunts a reply and gives me control again, completely

the way," he

my best friend, uh...what's left of our