The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Rogues

***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.

and I will

shift and let out my frustrations on the

of near panic and anger, and

“Sit down,” she pleads.

shake my head at

so broken?”

“You’re not broken.”

are we

growl at her, pulling away

own father disowned me because I’m worthless!

I worthless

from as I realize I’ve just insulted the only person who

sigh, hanging my head

didn’t mean “ She holds

she gestures to the

get those

holding perfectly still as she tapes me up.She whimpers to herself as she cleans each wound and

don’t mean what I said,” I apologize

it’s not that,” she wipes her

at what that…that monster did to

I

was just

the s-shaped burn on my

at the raw skin, still red and

but it pleased me to know my father had done the

okay.Caine got a matching

and continues cleaning me up grocery bag and heats up the food in

eat in comfortable silence and I thank

the morning but at least the bruises on my face and chest are

my hip and a few of the cuts on my

we board the large Greyhound bus, Agnes

traveling by bus and ferry, Agnes and I arrive in Poulsbo

town nestled on an island just off the

on the outskirts of the sleepy town, both of us eager to rest for a few

sleep,

us and it would be plenty

find a job soon if I wanted to give Agnes

my head and groans, wanting

to stretch out his legs.I roll over onto my side and find Agnes wide awake, staring

grin and she

and after a quick survey of

I turn to see a small light brown wolf

Cynthia, is

up for the hearing

see and smell far better than

being set free and she tugs

and remove my clothes, inspecting

wolf,

 

knew my abilities were related to the mind, but the extent of my strength was a

thoughts of every person I encountered, their inner voices nearly driving me mad.I

by random thoughts, unable to even

the dark recesses of my mind for a while until I learned to stop the voices with

the beginning of the end

me; he

catatonic state for a few hours and I couldn’t bear to see her go so

years , too afraid I might hurt someone.I hand Grayson the reins to my body

her play bow and the two race through the trees, jumping over stones and stumps

the two make their way to a

cool off, swimming around lazily while Grayson

oblivion when I hear

sticks her nose

of the rustling and see

at Cynthia and I while the smaller grey wolf looks frightened and

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

backs away and shifts into a man, no more than 30

any means and his arms, chest and stomach

says, his “We were just on a run

man and his partner backing up a

they are far enough away, Grayson relaxes and sits on his hind

a pixie cut and

continues awkwardly, rubbing the back of

this area in ages.It’s just been the two of us in

the female but Grayson blocks her

all be a trap and more rogues were standing by to

again, her eyes scanning the

licks my

attack as Cynthia inches closer to the couple,

herself to be

never seen a silver wolf before,” the man

one without a

control again, completely bored with

Micah, by the way,”

friend,

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