The Silent Alpha

***Talia*** 

"Wh-what if...I mark y-you?" Zane asks timidly, his voice low and soft.

My heart feels as though it might pound out of my chest as a silence falls between us.

He wants me to bear his mark? Now? I stare at him, wondering why he would bring up marking now of all times? Zane seems to understand my confusion and smiles sheepishly at me.

"T-this is w-war, Ta-Talia," he says quietly, a warm tingle traveling down my spine when he says my name.

"A-and if some-something happens t-to me-me...then I-I want to go out kn-knowing my ma-mate wore my mark p-proudly..."

"Zane..." I sigh tiredly, pinching the bridge of my nose and closing my eyes as I think of an answer.

"You know how I feel about marking."

"I-l do," he replies........

"B-but so do y-you." I groan in frustration, thinking back to the day he explained his mark to me.

It was a beautiful speech and I loved hearing him tell me I meant more to him than I had initially thought...

but I had already made this mistake before.

I had fallen for pretty words and jumped into a marriage with a wolf after a couple of nursing my broken heart.

With every passing day, the wall around my heart crumbles, Zane making me believe that perhaps a wolf can love a simple human, but I am afraid and I do not know how to stop being afraid.

"I-I am not h-him," he murmurs, cupping my cheeks and pulling me in for a tender kiss.

Tiny sparks ripple across my face like little waves of pleasure, my body molding against his.

"I-I love you," he whispers, his lips grazing mine as he speaks.

It is the second time he has said it, but my breath still hitches in my throat at his confession.

I, however, cannot bring myself to repeat those words to him because it would make them real and I would be unable to deny him any longer.

"I-l am not h-him," he repeats, his thumbs wiping the tears gathering in my eyes.

"I know that," I whimper, Zane shaking his head at me.

"Do y-you?" he asks, the pain evident in his warm eyes.

"B-because it doe- it doesn’t fe-feel that way." I don’t know how to respond and my silence seems to make him anxious.

"D-do y-ou still love h-him?" He asks, his eyes unable to meet mine.

"A-am I...am I-I not...Do y-you still think about h-him..?"

"I don’t love him," I shake my head adamantly, appalled he would think that.

"I stopped loving Christian the day Kota was I was his wife of two years after all and I thought we would always be together.Those types of feelings don’t go away overnight.Those dreams die hard.But that all changed the moment I held Kota in my arms.Christian destroyed my trust and whatever possibility there was of us ever being a family died the day he slept with my sister.And I will never forgive him for that.I will never love him again.Never."

Zane weighs my words carefully, as if deciding if I meant them.

"I do think about Christian every day though," I add, Zane looking down at me in shock and I quickly try to explain myself.

"I think about all the lies he fed me to keep me by his side...all the pain I felt while being his Luna.He is a constant reminder that I should be careful with my heart and who I give it to."

"I-It’s safe with m-me," Zane blurts out and I smile at him.

"I...am trying to believe you," I reply quietly through a small smile.

"I am trying to believe you are different.That your words are real and not some fantasy you are trying to feed me, so I'll fall for you.But then I remember all the beautiful poems Christian used to tell me, all the picnics under the moonlight, all of our beautiful mornings after a night of passion, all of the little things he did in the beginning that made me believe we would last forever.I remember these things every time I feel myself getting comfortable with you...and then the pain comes crashing down on me all over again.There is a constant war waging in my head thoughts away.I try to remember how happy you make Kota whenever a bad thought enters my head.It’s just hard sometimes, " I admit.

"But I will keep trying...Because I want to be happy with you.I want to love you so much.I do....I-"

mine, one of his hands gripping the back of my neck and pushing me into him while the other

arms snake around his neck and he carries me to the

legs apart and climbing on top of me

how broad his shoulders are to protect me from any harm, how

his tongue twirls in my mouth, his hands exploring

my breasts, molding it to the shape of his hand over and

over

dark but the moonlight spilling into the room illuminates his face and I see the hint

timid nature never fails to make brave enough to show me

to figure out his next move and I pull my shirt over my head

a moment, his fingers emitting sparks against

slight tremor in his hands as he reaches the clasp of my bra, but he swallows

as he admires my bare chest and I reach for his jeans, unbuttoning

removes our clothes until there's

my legs, his hands resting on either

lips collide against each other, our tongues meeting for an erotic dance

his neck

murmurs when we pull apart

travel down my neck to my collar

"I’m yours."

says again, his voice lowering almost

"Y-you’re m-mine."

one of my

more he bites and licks my breasts.I rock my hips against his growing

against his ear when I can take the heat no

want to

he suckles on my n****e and slides his hand along my thigh, his fingers squeezing my bare ass

breasts but add to the pleasure as they brush over my

I pant, needing him now more than

and, in a swift thrust, fills

move, pulling his c**k out slowly and pushing it all the way in in deliberate

tip hitting a spot that makes me see stars

Zane groaning as he

"Ah....Ah...0h god!"

growls in response, something animalistic taking over as he picks up the speed

him to keep going.My back arches as I feel myself come closer

a tiny whine

a little more so I can fall apart

meet, I realize Zane is no longer in control, but neither is Grayson, something else

I can’t quite tell but it sends a warm tingle down my spine to

taste of his love and

within me again, but he keeps

I moan between kisses, but he only

pulls away a little, taking both of my hands and interlocking my fingers with each other so that one hand grips my

them against the mattress while his

around his girth, eager to

me with hunger and need, my legs quickly turning to jelly the

my toes curling and

out each time he pulls out of

leg, this time grabbing onto the

as I shatter completely.He pumps relentlessly as I ride my orgasm, every inch

sweet relief as I breathe heavily, attempting to gather myself

the last drop of his c*m, his breath slow

slides along my neck, savoring me, worshiping me as the

"Zane..."

rocking my

against my ears and when our eyes meet, his brown irises turn golden, Grayson smirking back

whimper, a smug look

me over on my stomach, pushing

my inner

himself with my c*m and drawing