The Silent Alpha

Chapter 40: A wolf's perspective 

***Grayson*** 

I have been pacing back and forth for the past hour, all of my instincts urging me to just take command and do as I please.

I don’t know where Zane gets his self control from but I am dying over here! There’s a s*x goddess lying beside us, completely naked with her n*****s staring right at me, daring me to lick them while my human is comatose with an erection.

This i***t has another thing coming if he expects me to just sit back and look! Pssst....Hey! Hiss loudly, hoping to wake Zane up.

He only mumbles incoherently and I hiss even louder.

HEEYYY! Still, Zane remains fast asleep, my patience reaching its limit.

WAKE THE f**k UP! I shout, Zane’s eyes bursting open in fright as he nearly falls off the bed.

Verysmooth, I mutter as he barely manages to grab onto the headboard in time, Talia stirring a little in her sleep at his sudden movement.

What the f**k, Gray? Zane snaps, now completely awake.

Pleased to have his full attention, I sit down on my hind legs, my tail wagging back and forth.

I’m Aorny, I reply.

Rolling his eyes at me, Zane curls back up on his side, but I am not about to pass up this opportunity.

Not after last night I take control of his body, Zane protesting almost immediately as I sit on my knees and tentatively cup one of Talia’s breasts.

What are you doing? Zane hisses nervously, shoving me back and taking control again.I want to taste her gumdrop buttons! I snap, fighting to take control.

Stop it, Zane argues when I gain semi-control of his hand and squeeze Talia’s breast.

You're going to wake her up! That's the point!I reply sarcastically.

A little moan escapes Talia’s lips, Zane groaning in horror but our c**k twitching at the sound.

"Mmmmm,."

Talia sighs, her eyes fluttering open and looking up at us.

Zane gulps nervously, unable to move his hand from her breast.

Talia lowers her gaze along his arm until she sees his hand still cupping her boob, her n*****s hardening while goosebumps rise across her skin.

A little smirk forms on her lips but she does not say a word, patiently waiting for Zane to make the next move.

Squeeze it.

Squeeze it.

Squeeze it! I chant, hoping Zane might actually grow some balls and take charge.

He remains frozen like a deer in headlights, however, his mind filling with useless thoughts of self-loathing.

As I’m about to give him the pep talk of the century, Talia places her hand over his Zane’s hand trembling slightly.

"You know..." Talia smiles up at us.

"You're allowed to take charge too.Sometimes it’s nice to feel wanted..."

I can tell Zane is blushing by the way his heart is racing and I sigh knowing last night was probably going to be the first and only time we would ever have s*x.

I just wanted a titty, I sigh, resigning myself to no s*x today.

"B-but,"

Zane stammers, slowly moving his hand up to her throat, his thumb grazing the place where we are supposed to mark her.

"H-how do I...H-ow do I-l know you w-want me-me wo"

I have to say I am impressed that he’s brought up the subject without me having to and that he’s not letting her get away before she can give us an answer.

My gaze falls upon the markless spot on her neck and I fight the urge to impose my will on her and mark her already.

"I do want you," she argues, wrapping her fingers around his wrist.

"I just don’t want to be marked.I don’t have to be marked for me to be yours.Humans don’t mark each other and it's fine-"

"B-but I am n-not a hu-human," he argues, Talia glaring up at him.

"But I am," she replies.

"And we don’t mark each other for love." prepare his argument.

Humans do mark each other for love.

They marry, they take each other’s names, they wear rings, they give each other jewelry, they get tattoos.

Hell, they even give each other hickies! Marks take many forms, ours just happens to bind our souls together, but everyone leaves a mark on the person they love, be it physical or emotional.

"Look, I know that the mark is part of your culture and I respect that," she insists.

"But why can’t we just...be together? Why can’t we just be happy to have found each other without you having to mark your territory?"

Because you are not territory I snap, unable to see how that was a hard concept to understand.

A mark is more than just a physical claim of each other.

It’s emotional...spiritual! 

a wo-wolf,

m-mark means so-something to

mean to you?" Talia asks, her

takes a deep breath and exhales slowly,

when I disappointed him, he took it all back.He stripped me of my title and rejected me because I couldn’t give him

by the elbows and wraps the sheets around her

a sadness in her

all the broken pieces back together again...only to

me when in the end you can just throw me away? I am a

"I-I just w-want you!"

snaps, his voice ragged with

"I-l just want y-you."

him in shock, her mouth slightly agape as if

muddled with thoughts and I try my best to calm

Deep breath, hooman.

she will likely never back down, I explain to him,

you tell her

with words.I'm not the one

to learn to speak up for yourself.I can’t be the only one here with

don’t- Look at her! Isnap, Zane gazing down at

so

to you and if you have to repeat yourself,

tell her how important she really is to us.Talia understands that he has more to say and does

his hands shaking from the build up of the

"I-I...I."

"Breathe,"

inhaling slowly

let it

times until Zane’s thoughts finally slow down enough

but I very quickly knock some sense into him.She had s*x with a 26 year-old virgin

embarrassment rightnow

she queefed last

little stutter if

to help but he gathers his

has been full of ‘n-nevers’...but I re-refuse to let you be an-an-another ne-ver in my li-fe.For as l-long as I can re-remember, I have been f-fo-forced to hide eve-ry p-part of who I am.My n-name, my ti-title, my w-wolf, my po-powers, my every-thing! But I wi-will not hide y-you only pa-part of m-me that I w-want to show the w-world.Mar-Marking you is n-not about own-owning you or us-using you until you are no l-longer useful to me.It-It’s about sh-showing the rest of the w-world that I ha-have someone to li-live for, someone to lo-love for the rest of my li-life, someone to ch-cherish and pr-pro-protect from all the e-evils in the w-world, someone

his breath, Talia slowly

doing great, I

Keep going...

w-want to hide another p-part of myself because y-you, K-kota and my mom are the only beau-beautiful things in my life.I am n-not asking to ma-mark you now.I am si-simply asking for a ch-chance, a small ray of ho-hope that some-day in the fu-future, you

her sternly

I am

think

"Good morning Mommy,"

the other side of the

door is locked!" he gasps as he tries to turn

horsey? Can I play

Horsey? I cackle.

Talia immediately sits up, swinging her legs

us, tugging her shirt over her head and pulling on

and change the sheets,"

on his shorts and t-shirt and begins to strip the bed, his cheeks flushing when he sees some little white stains

telling me to

lets Kota in, picking him up and

shoulder and looks up at

Zane?" he asks as Zane puts on fresh

"Oh, umm,"

before coming up with the dumbest

a little accident

chuckles, Zane’s eyes widening in

your pardon? Igrowl, struggling to

Kota gasps, cupping

pee pee

Alright, that’s it! Ihuff.

guts and she puked!

on the

s-she le-left it all

"I did not!"

shove Zane aside

farting noise in her face, Kota squealing

Kota giggles, pinching

and Daddy are

Our entire lives together play out like a movie in my head, each moment more beautiful than the last.I grow excited at the thought of witnessing Kota’s first shift

will not be alone to figure it all out for himself.I will be there with

meets his mate, I will be the one to help him plan out his first date

the first one at the hospital to greet his pup

it all so clearly in my head and now that I have, I will do everything in my power to make it our

did not have a father but Kota will have a

"Kota," Talia sighs.

"He’s-"

"Mine,"

I both say together, Zane regaining control "H-He’s

pushing back Kota’s hair and kissing

as she watches Kota cup his cheeks and make his own fart noises at

hell that we will

take care of Kota’s morning routine, giving Talia plenty of space to think about what

brush his teeth by showing

in amusement as Kota attempts to comb his own hair

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