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.

will scar permanently due to the silver and I will forever be reminded of what Caine and Sara

to shift and let

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

“Sit down,” she pleads.

talk.” I shake my

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

“You’re not broken.”

are

nearly growl at her,

My own father disowned me because I’m worthless! She bites her lips, her eyes full of

worthless

I realize I’ve just insulted the only person who had ever

hanging

mean “ She holds

she gestures

those wounds

tapes me up.She

said,” I

it’s not that,”

what that…that monster did

fine,” I

was just a few

to the s-shaped burn on my

at the raw skin, still red and burning from the

as a Scarlet Haven wolf but it pleased me to know my father

okay.Caine got a matching one too,”

me up grocery bag and heats up the food in paper

eat in comfortable silence and I thank Moon Goddess

still aches in the morning but at least the

few of the cuts on my back before we check out and head downtown for

the large Greyhound bus, Agnes glued to the window to

traveling by bus and

was a small town nestled on an island just off the shores of the

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

any sleep, my mind

still good on the money Gamma Wyatt gave us and it would be plenty for

I wanted

and groans, wanting

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, staring silently at the

and she nods

walk to the nearby forest and after a quick

a snout brushes up against my back and I turn to see

her wolf, Cynthia,

however, make up for the hearing

see and smell far

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

remove my clothes, inspecting my almost healed

is also a silver wolf, his

related to the mind, but the extent of

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

by random thoughts, unable to

could not keep their thoughts under control and I locked him in the dark recesses of my mind for a while until I learned to stop the voices with a

the beginning of

now, he refuses to speak to me; he only growls or grumbles in annoyance on

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

haven’t used my powers in years , too afraid I might hurt someone.I hand Grayson the reins to my body and allow

race through the trees, jumping over stones and stumps until their

sprint, the two make their way to a small

around lazily while Grayson

I hear

a disturbance and sticks her nose in the

the rustling and see two wolves emerge from

at Cynthia and I while the

feet in an instant, taking a protective

backs away and shifts into a man, no more than 30 years old with dark brown hair and

buff by any means and his arms, chest and stomach are covered in

any trouble,” the man says, his “We were just on a run and heard

his

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

shifts into a cute woman with a pixie cut and several tattoos

man continues awkwardly, rubbing the back of his

ages.It’s just been

attempts to walk over to the female but Grayson blocks her path,

a trap

eyes scanning the area

she licks my cheekbone

and I remain vigilant in case of an attack as Cynthia inches closer to the couple, sniffing the she-wolf’s

allows herself to be pet

the man comments, his

one without

me control again, completely bored with

Micah, by the way,” he

best friend, uh…what’s