Being an Alpha of a massive pack without having the ability to communicate verbally has its setbacks. After a tragic accident that happened to him when he was a child, Alpha Jaxton hasn't spoken to anyone. The Alpha can only communicate through mind-links, mainly with his most trusted Beta. One night, at an annual gathering consisting of members from all of the East Coast packs, he discovers his mate; however he faces a dilemma: he can't speak to her. Not only does he have to search for his mate, without knowing her name or pack, but he is also forced to relive the horrors of his past. Awesome cover by: @Kira_t10

"I don't want you to mark me" I said quickly. "Why?" he asked me, his tone seemed calm but i knew he was far from it. "I have a commitment towards my pack" I told him, hoping he'll understand but to my astonishment his eyes were dark now and he held his palms in a tight fist. "You are my mate Templar, you belong to my pack" he said in a condescending tone. My blood boiled at the tone he was using with me. Nobody talks to me like that. Nobody. "Do not use that tone with me, Everett. You are not my Alpha, I respond to-" none, i was about to say, but had to bite my tongue to change that. I was not ready to tell him that I'm the sole White Shifter, not ready to tell him I'm The Alpha of my pack. So i lied, again.