The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 13: Wingman Part 1

*** Zane***

After dinner, Talia shows me around the kitchen to help me familiarize myself with the chores she expects me to complete while she’s at work.

“Plates and cups are up here,” she instructs, pointing to the top cabinet.

“Kota has his plate and cups down here.Always use his plates and cups to feed him.He will break the glass ones and hurt himself.Also, he will try to help you with the dishes.It’s just an excuse to play with the water.You can let him wash his own dishes but give them a good rinse yourself when he’s not looking,” she chuckles softly, my heart fluttering at the gentle sound.

I wish she would laugh more…I wish I could make her laugh…

“You can find all the cleaning supplies under the sink here to clean the kitchen.There’s also a supply closet in the hall with other things like bleach and floor cleaner.The closet is locked so Kota can’t get into it.Keep it locked at all times,” says, opening a small kitchen drawer to reveal the key to the closet.

She thinks for a moment, trying to figure out what other information I need.

“Oh, here’s a list of contacts!” she exclaims, rushing to the for Kota, which reminds me, “I will need to clear you to pick him up tomorrow.”

She writes a note to herself on the sheet.

“This is the extension to the clinic where I work so you can reach me, this is my phone number, and this,” she points to the last number hesitantly, as if struggling to decide if she could tell who that phone number belonged to.

“Look, you have to promise me you won’t tell anyone what I am about to tell you.” I raise an eyebrow at her and she laughs at herself.

“Oh right.You don’t talk,” she mumbles sheepishly.

“You get what I mean though so promise,” she demands.

Unable to actually give her my word that I would never tell a soul her secret, I cross my heart and she nods in approval.

“This is the number to the bookshop Gwen works at.She’s a witch,” she whispers.

“If Kota is ever hurt, you take him to her.Forget the hospital.They won’t know what to do with him.He’s not human.” The blood drains from my face.

Talia is in alliance with a witch, the mortal enemies of half werewolves? I turn to the little boy watching playing with his wolf.He’s not human?

“He’s a wolf,”Talia mutters in distaste.

“But he won’t ever become one of you.I’ll make sure of that.”

Her words sting but I ignore her comment as Grayson’s voice fills my head.So she’s had a mate before…

Grayson whispers, remembering must have not ended well for her to hate mates so much.

The thought of her being hurt by another wolf angers me.

so stupid to have given up a

is currently on a trip but she should

and wolves don’t get along but she is family.You will treat her with utmost respect.Am I clear?” I don’t like the

finishes the tour of the house

with Agnes and I hop in the shower to get ready

have a little moment to myself after feeling suffocated by Talia’s

she could at least try not to give me a

out of the shower and I walk

through the drawers and pull out a black

my nostrils and I hear a gasp from behind me.I turn immediately to find Talia staring at me like a deer caught

I scramble to cover my manhood, tripping over the towel and crashing onto the bed with

express the sheer embarrassment that courses around my thighs, my d**k on full

bolts away from the door, muttering an apology as

of idiocy, unable to contain his sheer

a dork,

to move,

only had she seen my d**k, she had likely seen the scars on my body, I realize, my heart rate

them?

I don’t know.

out on work even if

asks, her voice soft as a blush

my scars and nod,

the door, ready to take me to work, Talia does not spare me a glance

for you to say,”

want to murder you.” Agnes

and running out of the house

is uneventful, only a handful of drunk clients attempting to bother the waitresses and

a thanks for

other women and I would not disrespect her wishes, no matter how challenging they were in

fills my muscles when the clock strikes four am and

the house and

the past 36 hours, every muscle in my

share the bed with her, I sigh.Are you an

the names my father

if you let her walk all over you like everyone else

do you suggest, mutt?

everything in my power to please her.This is HER home after

to share with YOU, he

don’t understand what

he says, instructing me to write a note for his plan.With the note in my shaking hands, I quietly sneak into the bedroom, finding the pillow and blanket folded neatly on the

a chance, Grayson