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

There was a beauty to his chaos, Aiden observed, pressing his body tighter into the junction where the two navy walls met.

It was a peculiar thought, but there was something captivating about the way Lincoln moved. Aggression worked his limbs, snapping them out in sharp, violent thrusts, but there was still an element of balance to it. The grace he possessed, the dancer-like poise, it remained. So even as he ragged clothes from hangers, tossing them a crisp, freshly made double bed, it was oddly mesmerising.

The sheer volume of rooms and open space in the Lavoe mansion had submerged him. There had been another wing, separated from the stairwell by a thin corridor that then led to another grand set of steps. They'd moved along the stretch of hall, identical doors mirroring on either side, and it was as though the house itself grew, swelling and stretching, so very alive and endless.

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