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

From the corner of his eye, Aiden took the chance to study Lincoln while the attention was off him. The blond seemed almost out of place among his dark haired cousins. The white-blonde offered a stark contrast, but his eyes, now they were the exact same shade of blue.

Toby was an odd fish. He had red hair and his eyes didn't match up either, but that wasn't enough for Aiden to strike him out as a member of the Lavoe family. He'd earned a place at their table, after all.

With Link, there were other elements of his uncle and cousins in his features too. He was prettier than he was handsome, if that even made sense. He didn't have the same rugged harshness. His design was softer. Gentle curves to his jawline instead of a harsh thrust. High lifted cheekbones that were so sharp they looked like they could slice paper. His nose was a delicate slope, and the shape of his eyes was ever so slightly different—

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