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! 

wo-wolf, Ta-Tal-ia," Zane

a h-human.M-my m-mark means so-something

it mean to you?" Talia asks, her head shaking

and exhales slowly,

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

the elbows and wraps the

in her

could unbind itself from him....But it took me years to fit all the broken pieces back together

difference does it make if you mark me when in the end you can just throw me away? I am a very disappointing mate and

"I-I just w-want you!"

his voice

"I-l just want y-you."

at him in shock, her mouth slightly agape

and I try my best to calm him

Deep breath, hooman.

tell her what a mark means to us or she will likely never back down,

don’t you tell her instead? Zane

words.I'm not the one who brought it up,

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

her! Isnap, Zane gazing down at our

being so

to you and if you have to repeat yourself, then

opportunity to tell her how important she really is to us.Talia understands that he has more to say and does not rush

his hands shaking from the

"I-I...I."

"Breathe,"

whispers, inhaling slowly with

let it out," she

do this a few times until Zane’s thoughts finally slow down enough for him to

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

way past embarrassment rightnow ,I

she queefed

if we can handle a p**"*y

to help but he gathers

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

to catch his breath,

doing great, I

Keep going...

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 will b-bear my ma-mark.I-Ij-just want a ch-chance.J-just one to

at her sternly and

I am n-not

gaze to think over his words

"Good morning Mommy,"

other side

he gasps

horsey? Can

Horsey? I cackle.

were doing last night? Cuz Talia immediately sits up, swinging her legs over

at us, tugging her shirt over her head and pulling

some clothes on and change the sheets," she

the bed, his cheeks flushing when he sees some little white

jeer, Zane telling me to shut

in, picking him up and kissing

her shoulder and looks

Zane?" he asks as Zane puts on fresh sheets on

"Oh, umm,"

moment before coming up with the dumbest excuse

a little accident last

chuckles, Zane’s eyes widening

have to change the sheets." I beg your

Kota gasps,

went pee pee

Alright, that’s it! Ihuff.

him I rearranged his mommy’s guts and she

on the

le-left

"I did not!"

indignation.I shove Zane aside and momentarily take

is personal.I make a loud farting noise in her face, Kota squealing

giggles, pinching

and Daddy

together play out like a movie in my head, each

alone to figure it all out for himself.I will be there with

out his first

pup

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

not have a father but

"Kota," Talia sighs.

"He’s-"

"Mine,"

together, Zane regaining control "H-He’s

pushing back Kota’s hair and

as she watches Kota cup his cheeks

in hell

routine, giving Talia plenty of space to

brush his teeth by showing him how he

comb his own hair like Zane,

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