The Silent Alpha

*** Zane*** 

After dinner, Talia shows me around the kitchen to help me familiarize myself with the chores she expects me to complete while she's at work.

"Plates and cups are up here," she instructs, pointing to the top cabinet.

"Kota has his plate and cups down here.Always use his plates and cups to feed him.He will break the glass ones and hurt himself.Also, he will try to help you with the dishes.It's just an excuse to play with the water.You can let him wash his own dishes but give them a good rinse yourself when he's not looking," she chuckles softly, my heart fluttering at the gentle sound.

I wish she would laugh more...I wish I could make her laugh...

"You can find all the cleaning supplies under the sink here to clean the kitchen.There's also a supply closet in the hall with other things like bleach and floor cleaner.The closet is locked so Kota can't get into it.Keep it locked at all times," says, opening a small kitchen drawer to reveal the key to the closet.

She thinks for a moment, trying to figure out what other information I need.

"Oh, here's a list of contacts!" she exclaims, rushing to the for Kota, which reminds me, “I will need to clear you to pick him up tomorrow."

She writes a note to herself on the sheet.

"This is the extension to the clinic where I work so you can reach me, this is my phone number, and this," she points to the last number hesitantly, as if struggling to decide if she could tell who that phone number belonged to.

"Look, you have to promise me you won't tell anyone what I am about to tell you." I raise an eyebrow at her and she laughs at herself.

"Oh right.You don't talk," she mumbles sheepishly.

"You get what I mean though so promise," she demands.

Unable to actually give her my word that I would never tell a soul her secret, I cross my heart and she nods in approval.

"This is the number to the bookshop Gwen works at.She's a witch," she whispers.

"If Kota is ever hurt, you take him to her.Forget the hospital.They won't know what to do with him.He's not human." The blood drains from my face.

Talia is in alliance with a witch, the mortal enemies of half werewolves? I turn to the little boy watching playing with his wolf.He's not human? 

"He's a wolf,"Talia mutters in distaste.

"But he won't ever become one of you.I’ll make sure of that."

Her words sting but I ignore her comment as Grayson's voice fills my head.So she's had a mate before...

Grayson whispers, remembering must have not ended well for her to hate mates so much.

The thought of her being hurt by another wolf angers me.

Who could be so stupid to have given up a life time with her and Kota?

is currently on a trip but she should

and wolves don’t get along but she is family.You will treat her with utmost respect.Am I clear?" I don’t like the idea of a witch being near her

of the house and takes Kota

my trip with Agnes and

nice to have a little moment to myself after feeling suffocated

least try not to give me a murderous look every

as I step out of the shower and I walk into the bedroom,

rummage through the drawers and pull out a black t-shirt,

pair of boxers, the faint scent of lilac and rain fills my nostrils and I hear a gasp from behind me.I

cover my manhood, tripping over the towel and

that courses around my thighs, my d**k on full display for

an apology as she scrambles

with laughter at my display of idiocy, unable to contain his sheer delight

such a

lay on the bed, unable to muster any strength to move, every muscle

d**k, she had likely seen

by them? Grayson stops his laughter

I don’t know.

out on work even if I felt like fainting.I finish dressing and after a useless pep talk from Grayson, I slowly make my way towards

voice soft as a blush

that she doesn't bring up my scars and nod, looking away in my own

then, Micah knocks on the door, ready to take me to work, Talia does not spare me a glance so I

you to say," I

murder

kissing her temple and running

is uneventful, only a handful of drunk clients attempting to bother the

dance as a thanks for my service

women and I would not disrespect her wishes, no matter how challenging they were in my

and I hurriedly

dropped off at the house and I tiptoe

past 36 hours, every muscle in my body screams for a

the bed with her, I sigh.Are

recalling all the names my father spewed at me for my

you seriously if you let her walk all over you like everyone else has in your

suggest, mutt? I growlin

power to please her.This is

agreed to share with

here too.I still don't understand what he means

for his plan.With the note in my shaking hands, I quietly sneak

a chance, Grayson

a warm bed