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.

and burn will scar permanently due to the silver and I will forever be reminded of

shift and let out my frustrations on the furniture of the

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

“Sit down,” she pleads.

shake my

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

“You’re not broken.”

why are

growl at her, pulling away from

worthless! She bites her lips, her eyes full

worthless

from as I realize I’ve just insulted the only person who had ever loved me since my

hanging my head in

sorry.I didn’t mean “ She holds her hands up

gestures

get those wounds

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

mean what I said,” I

not that,” she wipes her

what that…that

fine,” I reassure

was just a few

to the s-shaped

raw skin, still red

a Scarlet Haven wolf but it pleased me to know my father had done the

matching one too,”

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

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

still aches in the morning but at least

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

buy two tickets to Edmonds just outside of Seattle and we board the large Greyhound

by bus and ferry, Agnes and

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

outskirts of the sleepy town, both

get any sleep, my mind reeling

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

soon if I wanted to

stirs in my head and groans, wanting to go out

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 go for a

grin and she

forest and after a quick survey of the

brushes up against my back and I turn to

her wolf, Cynthia, is deaf and

however, make up for

smell far better than I

green eyes twinkle with delight at being set free and

hide behind a tree and remove my clothes, inspecting my

also a silver wolf, his metallic fur gleaming under the last of the day’s

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

after my first shift, I heard the never ending thoughts of every person I encountered, their inner voices nearly driving me mad.I could even

being constantly bombarded by random thoughts, unable to even sleep

and I locked him in the dark recesses of my mind for a while

of the end

he only growls

her mind, she would go into a catatonic state for a few hours and

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

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

their way

swimming around

oblivion when I hear rustling in the trees

disturbance and sticks her

stare in the direction of the rustling and see two wolves

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

on his feet in an instant, taking a protective stance

a man, no more than 30 years old with dark brown hair

means and

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

the man and his partner backing up a

and sits on his hind legs, never taking

shifts into a cute woman with a pixie cut

new here,” the man continues awkwardly, rubbing the back

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

walk over to the female but Grayson blocks her

a trap and more rogues were standing by to ambush

sniffs the air again, her eyes scanning the

my cheekbone to give me the all

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

Cynthia allows herself to be

before,” the man comments, his eyes

one

reply and gives me control again, completely bored

the way,”

my best friend, uh…what’s left