The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

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.

permanently due to the silver and I will

and let out my

finding me in a state of near panic

“Sit down,” she pleads.

I shake my head at

so broken?” She shakes her head at me and forces

“You’re not broken.”

why are

growl at her, pulling

own father disowned me because I’m worthless! She bites

worthless then

realize I’ve just insulted the only person

I sigh, hanging my

She holds her hands up

gestures to

get those wounds

the bed, holding perfectly still as she tapes me up.She

I said,”

that,”

what that…that

fine,” I

was just a few

the s-shaped burn

I stare at the raw

wolf but it pleased me to know

got a matching one too,” I laugh

find it very funny and continues cleaning me up

eat in comfortable silence and I thank Moon

in the morning but at least the bruises on my

on my back before we check out and head downtown

board the large Greyhound bus, Agnes glued to

after nearly a day of traveling by bus and ferry, Agnes and I arrive

was a small town nestled on an island just off the shores of the state, surrounded by trees

of the sleepy town, both

any sleep, my mind reeling over

Gamma Wyatt gave us and it would be plenty for a deposit on a small

find a job soon if I wanted to give Agnes a

in my head and groans, wanting to go

over onto my side and find Agnes wide awake, staring silently at the ceiling.I throw a pillow

grin and she nods

and after a quick survey of the

against my back and I turn

her wolf, Cynthia, is deaf and

up for the

see and smell far better than

at being set free and she tugs

remove my clothes, inspecting my

mother and father, Grayson is also a silver wolf, his metallic

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

heard the never ending thoughts of every person I encountered, their inner voices nearly

was awful being constantly bombarded by random thoughts, unable to even sleep

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

of

to speak to me; he only growls or grumbles in annoyance

into a catatonic state for a few hours and I

someone.I hand Grayson the reins to my body and allow him to

play bow and the two race through

two make their way to a

cool off, swimming around

wander to oblivion when I hear rustling in

and sticks her nose

rustling and see two wolves emerge from

has dark brown fur and deep blue eyes which stare curiously at Cynthia and I

a protective stance in front of Cynthia and growling at the

shifts into a man, no more than 30

but not buff by any means and his arms, chest and stomach are

his “We were just on

his partner backing up a

relaxes and sits on his hind legs, never taking his eyes off the

with a pixie cut and several tattoos

be new here,” the man continues

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

the shore and attempts to walk over to the female but Grayson blocks her path, still unsure

be a trap and more rogues were standing by to ambush

air again, her eyes scanning the area for any more possible

none, she licks my cheekbone to give me

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

Cynthia allows herself to be pet and scratched by the

never seen a silver wolf before,” the man

less one without a

reply and gives me control again,

by the way,” he

friend, uh…what’s left of our