The Silent Alpha novel Chapter 72

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"Think about your mate!"

Tylen calls after me, the mention of Talia making me halt in my place.

"Think about your pup," he adds softly when he manages to catch up.

"That kid still needs a Dad.You have a family to return to.You have to think with your head if you ever want to make it back to them."

From the water, we hear whimpering and howling growing fainter by the second, the sense of urgency rising within me.

How can I just sit back and watch?

 "M-my son thinks I-I am a hero for being here.H-how can I-I ever face him again if I-I don’t at least tr-try to help?" I ask, turning to face him.

"Zane-"

"W-why did y-you bring me here if I- I am only meant to wa-watch?" I demand, looking back to the cliff.

"An Alpha should see how his team works before he takes command.You’ve never seen war.Now you're watching it unfold before your very eyes," he replies, his eyes flicking to the cliffs when we hear another s****m from the water.

We don’t have time for this! Grayson snaps.

If we want her to live, we need to move now! My body twitches instinctively towards the cliffs, Tylen "So what’s your plan?"

He laughs.

"Say you manage to jump into the water without setting off one of the guns or the gas canisters.You grab my aunt and then what? She’s injured.You’re going to scale back up the cliffs with her body on your back? It’s a 30ft climb and you'd be an easy target for the Scarlett Haven wolves coming in.You'll be dead before you know it."

I glance over at the cliffs, the sound of more boats coming in drowning out the struggle in the water.

I have an idea, Grayson snaps, detailing his thoughts to me.

It's crazy enough that it might just work and we don’t need pretty boy’s help over here.

We need his marksmanship, interject, realizing I left my gun in the watchtower.

And a rope.

Grayson grunts in approval and I turn to Tylen, lowering my walls to command him.

"G-getarope ,"l order him, Tylen clicking his tongue in disapproval.

Grayson grows irritated when he doesn’t move and steps forward "NOW," he commands, a black film washing over Tylen’s hazel eyes.

His eyebrows furrow in shock as his body moves involuntarily towards the watchtower.

"What the-"

"Bring the rope and the binoculars to the cliff "

Grayson snaps, and we sprint away towards the cliff before Tylen could say The rocky face of the cliff on the Western Island is sheer drop into the water, making it difficult to climb without a rope.

Tylen is right, climbing the ridge with Taryn on my back would be almost impossible without getting ourselves shot or killed.

The thick fog does work to our favor, but it seems our cover will soon go away as a light wind begins to blow through the channel.

The clock is ticking and I'll have to act fast if I want to save Taryn Ravenstone.

Squinting my eyes, I search the turbulent waters for Taryn and finally find her near the base of the main island, struggling to hang onto a large chunk of debris from the shattered boats crashing against the cliffs.

Her attacker is nowhere to be seen and the boatmen with the guns are long dead, taken care of by the Tylen and the other Ravenstone wolves on the cliffs.

Taryn, however, is still in danger as I hear the hum of boat engines getting closer.

I lay flat on my stomach, crawling to the edge of the ridge behind a boulder to stay out of sight from the incoming Scarlett Haven wolves.

From the fog, two small boats emerge, each equipped with three armed wolves as they scan the waters and I pray they do not see Taryn floating near them.

Tylen finally arrives with the rope, crawling on all fours as he approaches the cliff edge.

"I need an explanation now," Tylen demands, handing me the rope.

"How did you-" boulder and tying a knot to keep the rope anchored.

I then grab the binoculars from his hand to search for the Scarlett Haven wolves again.

"I-I need y-you to keep an eye-eye on the water and make sure n-no more boats come into the area while I-I get T-Taryn out of the w-water."

"Do you mind telling me what exactly you are going to do?"

Tylen snaps, using the scope on his rifle to scan the water.

"I-I’m going to ma-make the Scar-lett Haven wolves help us," I reply, lowering my walls to allow rivers of thoughts flow into me.

"You’re what?" Tylen asks, turning to look at me in confusion.

I don’t have time to explain as the first boat in the lead appears to trigger a surviving gas canister hidden among the rocky cliffs and the wolves aboard begin to howl in pain as the gas does it job.

Taryn also cries out in agony, the fumes slowly floating towards her.

Her cries draw attention from the wolves aboard the second boat nearby and a Scarlett soldier takes aim in her general direction.

Through my binoculars, I focus on the soldier, pushing through his mental walls so that his thoughts start to trickle in.

Come on, come on, comeon  , he mutters as he desperately searches for the threat.

Where are you, wolf? They'll kill me if I don’t prove myself today! his forehead scolds him to look harder before shoving him aside to look for himself.I do not recognize either man but the second soldier appears to be older and crueler than the first one.I focus on the second soldier, pushing my way into his thoughts until I gain control of him.

"Shoot the wolves on the first boat,"

I command, the soldier nodding and pointing his rifle at the first boat.

"Captain?" the first soldier asks when his commanding officer takes aim at his own comrades.

The Captain does not say a word as he pulls the trigger, quickly taking out all three wolves aboard the first boat.

The younger soldier and the boat driver stare at their commanding officer in shock, neither one willing to move.

"Sir?" The young soldier gulps timidly.

"What-"

Before he can finish his sentence, I re-enter his mind.

"Grab the lifebuoy,"I demand, Tylen watching them all move in shock.I then turn to the Captain and order him to the back of the boat to stand guard.The boat driver stands by idly in confusion, unsure what to make of this situation.

"Drive forward," I command after taking control of his mind, needing them to get closer to Taryn.

The driver follows my instructions and I have him stop just a few feet from Taryn.

She’s hanging on by a thread, struggling to keep her head above water from exhaustion.Taryn, hang on a little longer, —"

I murmur, my voice startling her.

"Who is that?" she whimpers, looking around frantically.

"It’s Zane," I reply, Taryn still very confused.

"There's no time to explain but the Scarlet Haven wolves are going to help you."

"What?" she gasps.

"Just trust me.Can you swim?" I ask, Taryn shaking her head.

"I don’t know.I'm so tired," she whispers, her voice growing weak.

Knowing time is limited, I look back at the Scarlett Haven wolves.

"Throw the buoy out and reel herin," I snart at the young soldier.

He obeys instantly, tossing the ring out towards Taryn.

“Grab on," I murmur to her, Taryn staring suspiciously at the ring.

"Please trust me," I urged, Taryn reluctantly grabbing the buoy.

The young soldier begins to reel her in when I suddenly hear Tylen mutter to himself.

"s**t,"

Tylen hisses under his breath, readjusting his rifle and aiming his scope on the newcomers.

"We’ve got company."

From the fog, a third boat emerges, this time carrying at least five armed soldiers on board.

"You should let me go,"

Taryn whispers.

"You won't get metower and keep watch over the cliffs instead.Protect the bunker.That’s an order."

Grayson only grunts in annoyance, but neither he nor I are willing to give up just yet.

"C-can y-you ...can y-you take out any of the wolves?" I ask Tylen who is already crawling further up to get a better view.