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, Ta-Tal-ia,"

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

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

a deep breath and exhales slowly,

me of my title and rejected me because I couldn’t

by the elbows and wraps the sheets

a sadness in her voice as

it took me years to fit all the broken pieces back together again...only to realize some pieces are lost care about the meaning of your mark?" She asks quietly,

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!"

voice ragged

"I-l just want y-you."

mouth slightly agape as if he had just said something

muddled with thoughts and I try

Deep breath, hooman.

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

tell her

better with words.I'm not the one who brought it

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

Isnap,

being so patient with

that she will listen to you and if you have to repeat yourself, then do

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

he clears his throat, his hands shaking from the build up of the pressure to say

"I-I...I."

"Breathe,"

whispers, inhaling slowly

it

this a few times until Zane’s thoughts finally slow

sense into him.She had s*x with a 26 year-old virgin who can’t

way past embarrassment

she queefed

a little stutter if we can handle a

but he gathers his thoughts and opens

e-enough for my fa-father, t-that my p-pa-pack will ne-never know who-who its true Alpha is-is, t-that I will ne-never spe-speak right.My en-en-entire exist-tence 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

to catch his breath,

doing great, I

Keep going...

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 will b-bear my ma-mark.I-Ij-just want a

looks at her sternly

am

to think over his words when a knock at the

"Good morning Mommy,"

the other side of

he gasps

Can I play

Horsey? I cackle.

we were doing last night? Cuz Talia immediately sits up,

about this later," she hisses at us, tugging her shirt over her head and pulling

clothes on and change the

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

Zane telling

picking him up

little boy peers over her shoulder and looks up at Zane and

as

"Oh, umm,"

for a moment before coming up with the dumbest excuse I’ve

Zane had a little accident last

eyes widening in

beg your pardon? Igrowl, struggling to contain

Kota gasps, cupping his

pee pee on

Alright, that’s it! Ihuff.

his mommy’s guts and she puked! I shout.Everywhere and

farted on the b-bed,"Zane

le-left

"I did not!"

snaps with indignation.I shove Zane aside and momentarily

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

Kota giggles, pinching

and Daddy

wolf ears do not miss the title he has given me and, for a brief moment, I forget all about my annoying mate and her farting yttttg, Our entire lives together play out like a movie in my head, each moment more beautiful than the last.I grow excited at

our own shift, Kota will not be alone to figure it all out for himself.I will

I will be the one to help him plan out his first date with her, and before long, I'll be fixing his

one at the hospital to greet his pup and

my head and now that I

a father but Kota will have a

"Kota," Talia sighs.

"He’s-"

"Mine,"

and I both say together, Zane regaining

Kota’s

loss for words as she watches Kota cup his cheeks and make his own fart

has to know now that there's not a chance in hell

giving Talia plenty of space to think about what we

instructs Kota to wash his little face and brush his teeth by showing

own hair like

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