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

Aiden wasn't sure what a 'gathering' was, but if the reactions that followed was anything to judge by, it wasn't pleasant.

/"Why do we have to go?/" Eric spat, violently spearing a stick of asparagus. /"It's unnatural and it could be seen as us supporting him./"

/"Because,/" Clyde said, scowling softly, /"It is tradition. To deny him such a tradition would be to disrespect him. To disrespect him would make us more than just enemies, it would make us his target./"

Aiden peered around. He seemed to be the only one baffled as to what the conversation meant. Remy's expression had darkened and he was shaking his head. /"He's a rogue that became an Alpha. Their kind tend to hate packs for no reason. What's to say we're not already his target?/"

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