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 head tilted. The word 'why' was mouthed. It was pointless. Mac wasn't even looking at him. He was on his tippy toes, trying to reach for something Aiden couldn't see.

He eventually gave up, grunting and spinning to face him, jumping down from the counter like he was Batman. He hit the ground with a loud groan. He lay there for a minute or so, cradling his lower legs before he pushed to his feet with a pout.

/"So are you worried?/" Mac asked. He'd climbed back up onto the counter but appeared content with just sitting on it. His feet swung merrily.

/"Because they're—/" Mac frowned, his nose scrunching up. His eyes rolled up into a thoughtful conflict before he shrugged. /"They're going out tonight./"

Withdrawing the notepad from his back pocket, casting a quick glance around, he scribbled in his book. He tossed the pad to Mac, who let it hit him in the head instead of catching it.

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