Mute from birth, Aiden Monroe, a young hybrid, had learnt from a young age just how cruel the world could be.

Yet, as means to pay off an old debt, Aiden finds himself trapped in wolf territory. With the Alpha of the Blackwater pack still deciding his fate, he places Aiden's wellbeing in the hands of his emotionally distant nephew, Lincoln Briar. 

At first, Aiden finds himself thinking that Link was just a cold hearted beast, a monster that spoke with such venom that even snakes would bow their head in respect. Yet, the more time that they were forced to spend together, the more Aiden began to realize that there was a tenderness to the beast, a gentleness, though subtle, that he had almost overlooked.

But when the outside threat that had been hanging over the Blackwater pack crept closer, Aiden, with his own life potentially in danger, finds himself thinking that perhaps a beast is only a beast after all.

And his silence, for as loud as it could sometimes be, would never be enough to tame such a beast. Right?

Silence and the Beast

Clyde didn't mock him the way he felt Eric would have done. Instead, he slung an arm around his shoulder, muttered out a few comforting words, and chose distraction as his choice of weapon. He steered them down the extended strip of hall, pointing at doors and naming them. When they came to the stairwell, he pointed downwards. It was the way Eric had brought him. They'd entered through a main foyer, and the stairs were the first feature.

The kitchen, billiard room, lounge and a few other things he lost track of were supposed to be down there. Then he pointed at the spiral that led up the grand staircase up to the third level.

/"It's mostly bedrooms up here,/" Clyde explained when they reached the top. Aiden stumbled after him, wheezing from the sheer volume of stairs, legs burning. /"When we have pack meetings, we'll have a few stay over if it runs late and they'll sleep up here, but most of the time, Link has the floor to himself./"

Chapter7