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

They ended up there, but ants in the magnificent room with the gleaming tiles and the spotless, gleaming overhead chandeliers. The staircase stood solid and proud, the strong mahogany railing positively sparkling beneath the overhead fluorescence.

Remy was at the foot of the stairs. Mac was at the top, one leg cocked over the bannister, sporting the biggest grin ever. He was bouncing on the tip of his toe, trying to muster the momentum to pull himself on completely.

/"I hope he falls,/" Link jeered at Remy as they approached their stairs. The look the other werewolf shot him in reply would have wilted flowers.

As they begun their clamber up the side-splitting number of steps, Mac finally managed to pull himself up, straddling the handrail like it was a pony. He shouted to Aiden in greeting. He tried to wave, but squealed and had to snatch back down for balance before he toppled.

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