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.

I will forever be reminded of what Caine and Sara did to

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

from her trip, finding me in a state of near panic and

“Sit down,” she pleads.

shake

Why can’t I just talk? Why am I so broken?” She

“You’re not broken.”

why are we

at her, pulling

disowned me because I’m worthless! She bites her

worthless

I’ve just insulted the

sigh, hanging my head

mean “ She holds her hands up and

she gestures to

get those wounds

as she tapes me up.She whimpers to herself as she

mean what I said,” I apologize and she

that,” she

at what that…that

fine,” I

just a

to the s-shaped burn on

stare at the raw skin, still red and

wolf but it pleased me to

okay.Caine got a matching one too,”

doesn’t find it very funny and continues cleaning me up grocery

comfortable silence and I thank Moon Goddess I’m not alone on this

least the bruises on my face and chest

my back before we check

to Edmonds just outside of Seattle and we board the

day of traveling by bus and ferry, Agnes

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

Agnes and I find a small motel on the outskirts of the sleepy town, both

get any sleep, my

us and

soon if I wanted to give Agnes a warm comfortable

and groans, wanting to go

last shift and he needed to stretch out his legs.I roll over onto my side and find Agnes wide awake, staring silently at the ceiling.I throw a pillow at her

and she nods

the short walk to the nearby forest and after a quick survey of

back and I

her wolf, Cynthia, is deaf

senses, however, make up for the hearing

and smell far better

with delight at being set free and she tugs at my shirt

my

Grayson is also a silver wolf, his metallic fur

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

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

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

under control and I locked him in the dark recesses of my mind for a while until I learned to stop

of the

speak to me; he only growls or grumbles in annoyance

for a few

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

the two race through the trees, jumping over stones and

two make their way to

to cool off, swimming around lazily

I hear rustling in the

senses a disturbance and sticks her nose in the air for

direction of the rustling and see two

blue eyes which stare curiously at Cynthia and

is on his feet in an instant, taking a protective stance in front of Cynthia and growling at the two

shifts into a man, no more than

is toned but not buff by any means and his arms, chest and stomach are covered in

his “We were

growls again, the man and his partner backing up a bit

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

woman with a pixie cut and several tattoos

continues awkwardly, rubbing the back

seen a wolf around this area in ages.It’s

and attempts to walk over to the female but Grayson blocks her path, still unsure what to make of the two

knew, this could all be a trap and

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

that there are none, she licks my cheekbone to give

an attack as Cynthia inches

herself to be

a silver wolf before,” the man comments, his eyes admiring my

one

control

by the way,” he

friend, uh…what’s left