All Chapters of Alpha Faye: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~Faye Perfect. My fingers dig under the window pane, sliding it up until the cool night air drifted through. It's not snowing tonight, but the air bites at my bare arms. There's no point in dressing up if I'm going to shift anyway. So instead, I sling my leg over the ledge, looking down at the ground below. Here's hoping the grass catches my fall. Taking a deep breath, I fall until my feet touch the ground, my ankles jarring in response. No one should be out this way tonight. As far as I'm aware, the Guards are working different rounds until midnight. The night buzzes around me. No one here agrees with me when the forest that backs my residence comes to life at night. 

~Faye I quickly made my way back to my room to change. For whatever reason, mother hates it when I wear pants - apparently it's not formal enough.  So I wear them around her out of unsung protest.  She spends all her time in bed, so it's straight to  her room for me. It's not her fault she's ill, and we haven't yet found a cure just yet. It gives her a good reason to push me around though, since I have no heart to protest against my sickly mother, who everyone conspires will die soon.  Her Guards hardly acknowledge me as I knock on her door. That man who was supposed to bring me here did a horrible job of doing so. He left me at my room and that was that. Oh well, I'm here now. 

~Faye  “Are you okay?” Cal questioned again. And again.  I’m staring straight ahead, right at the wall. It’s the next day. Last night, after the incident, I didn’t sleep. Not because I was stressed about being attacked, but because I had Guards posted in my room. In my room. Cal has been beating himself up over this all morning. Dawn may have just broken, but we’ve been up for hours. I may not know the Huntsman, my new Personal Guard, very well, but I have noticed his selflessness. He hates himself for not being there the moment the Silent went into my room.  “I tol

~Faye  I knock four times on the door in rapid succession.  Only a few seconds pass before it’s flung open, and he’s standing there. The Huntsman. My own personal Guard. Cal. He squints in the light of my bedroom, as his gaze sweeps over me, looking for any sense of damage on my body. When he finds nothing but a fully dressed Alpha with no sign of injury, his eyes find my face, as he leans back against the doorframe. Considering it’s the middle of the night, the less than alert expression on his face tells me he would rather be asleep, which he was before, considering his shiftless looked and mussed hair.  “Alpha, is everything okay?” he asks gently, raising an e

~Faye “Cal,” I say softly, my eyes unable to remove themselves from the gaze of the escaped Silent. “I think you need to turn around.  In time with a single flinch, he twists around, his bow loaded for a split second before he shot in the direction of which I was staring. I made the mistake of blinking, missing the arrow hit right into the tree, where T had originally been standing.  He was gone. Just like that.  “Is that your way of distracting me?” he asks, a dazzling smile attempting to mask my earlier fright. I simply blink, completely stunned by what I am looking at. Cal’s shot would have been fatal had the Silent been standing there.&nb