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.

silver and I will forever be reminded of what Caine and

shift and let out

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

“Sit down,” she pleads.

I shake

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

“You’re not broken.”

why are

at her, pulling away

worthless! She bites

I worthless

drains from as I realize I’ve just insulted the only

I sigh, hanging

“ She holds her

gestures to

get those

me up.She whimpers to herself as she cleans each wound

said,” I apologize and

that,” she

at what that…that

I reassure

just

the s-shaped

branded you.” I stare at the raw skin,

Scarlet Haven wolf but it pleased

a matching one too,” I laugh

find it very funny and continues cleaning me up

silence and I thank Moon Goddess I’m

body still aches in the morning but at least the bruises on my

few of the cuts on my back

Seattle and we board the large Greyhound bus, Agnes glued to the

traveling by bus and ferry, Agnes and I arrive in Poulsbo in the late hours of the

just off the shores

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

struggle to get any sleep, my mind reeling over

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

soon if I wanted to give Agnes a

my head and groans, wanting to

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 ceiling.I throw a pillow at her to catch”Want to

grin and she nods

walk to the nearby forest and after a quick survey

back and I turn to see a small light

her wolf, Cynthia, is deaf

up for

smell far better than

free

tree and remove my clothes, inspecting my

and father, Grayson is also a silver wolf, his metallic fur gleaming under the

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

a month after my first shift, I heard the never ending thoughts of every person I encountered, their inner voices nearly

bombarded by random thoughts, unable to even

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

was the beginning of

speak to me; he only

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

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

two race through the trees, jumping over stones and

from their sprint, the two make their way to a small stream

jumps in to cool off, swimming around lazily while Grayson lays out

to oblivion when I hear rustling in the trees

a disturbance and sticks her nose in the

the rustling and see

which stare curiously at Cynthia

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

more than 30 years old with dark brown hair and

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

any trouble,” the man says, his “We were

again, the man and his partner backing

relaxes and sits on his hind legs, never

cute woman with a pixie cut and several tattoos

must be new here,” the man continues awkwardly, rubbing the back of

in ages.It’s just been the two of us

female but Grayson blocks her path, still

all we knew, this could all be a trap and more rogues were

eyes scanning the area for any

none, she licks my cheekbone to give me the

in case of an attack as Cynthia inches closer to

to be pet and

wolf before,” the man comments, his eyes

less one

me control again, completely bored with the

the way,” he

friend, uh…what’s left of our