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! 

am a wo-wolf, Ta-Tal-ia,"

h-human.M-my m-mark

does it mean to you?"

takes a deep breath and exhales slowly, gently pushing Zane's hand

and rejected me because I couldn’t give him what he wanted...Did you know it only takes three days for

elbows and wraps the

her voice as she

back together again...only to realize some pieces are lost care about the

make if you mark me when in the end you can just throw me

"I-I just w-want you!"

snaps, his voice

"I-l just want y-you."

her mouth slightly agape as if he had just said something

and I

Deep breath, hooman.

her what a mark means to us or she will likely never back down, I explain to him, Zane’s thoughts only worsening for fear

tell her instead?

not the

to speak up for yourself.I can’t be

her! Isnap, Zane gazing down at our

being so patient with

listen to you and if you have to repeat yourself,

pass up this opportunity to tell her how important she really is to us.Talia understands that he has more to say

hands shaking from the

"I-I...I."

"Breathe,"

inhaling slowly

it

thoughts finally slow down enough for him to process

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

past embarrassment rightnow ,I

queefed

if we

doesn’t seem to help but he gathers his thoughts and opens his

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

moment to catch his breath, Talia

doing great, I encourage

Keep going...

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 ch-chance.J-just one to sh-show you t-that I

at her sternly and

I am n-not

avoiding his gaze to think over his words when a knock at

"Good morning Mommy,"

other side of the

locked!" he gasps

still playing horsey? Can I

Horsey? I cackle.

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

tugging her shirt over

clothes on and

begins to strip the bed, his cheeks flushing when

telling

in, picking him up and kissing

peers over her shoulder and looks

as Zane puts on fresh sheets on the

"Oh, umm,"

up with the dumbest excuse I’ve ever

a little

Zane’s eyes widening in

I beg your pardon?

gasps, cupping

went pee pee on

Alright, that’s it! Ihuff.

guts and she puked! I shout.Everywhere

farted on the b-bed,"Zane

le-left it

"I did not!"

with indignation.I shove Zane aside and momentarily

a loud farting

giggles, pinching his

Daddy

together play out like a movie in my

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

plan out his first date with her, and before long,

first one at the hospital to greet his pup and it will be the most

I have, I will do everything in my power to make

did not have a father but

"Kota," Talia sighs.

"He’s-"

"Mine,"

say together,

Kota’s hair and

a loss for words as she watches Kota cup his cheeks and

in hell that we will ever

Talia plenty of space to think

and brush his teeth by showing

as Kota attempts to comb his own hair like Zane, carefully observing Zane as he grooms

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