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.

stupid to have given up a

she should return

her with utmost respect.Am I clear?” I don’t like the idea of a witch being near

the tour of the house and

unpack the shopping bags from my trip with Agnes and I hop in the

moment to

yet, but she could at least try not to give

step out of the shower and I walk into the bedroom, wrapped only in

pull

a pair of boxers, the faint scent of lilac and rain fills my nostrils and I hear a gasp from behind me.I

to cover my manhood, tripping over the towel and crashing

the sheer embarrassment that courses around my thighs, my

bolts away from the door, muttering an apology as she scrambles out

at my display of idiocy, unable to contain his sheer delight at

are such a dork,

lay on the bed, unable to muster any strength to move, every muscle in my body frozen from the

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

be disgusted by them? Grayson

I don’t know.

contemplate not going to work at all but I remind myself that I have a responsibility to Agnes and now to Talia.I could not skip out on work even if I

her voice soft as

that she doesn’t bring up my scars and nod, looking

ready to take me to work, Talia does not spare me a glance so I simply go to Agnes’s room and kiss

for you to say,”

doesn’t want to murder you.”

and

only a handful of drunk

strippers offer me a dance as a thanks for my service

had made it clear I could not speak to other women and I would not disrespect her wishes, no matter how challenging they

fills my muscles when the clock strikes four am and I hurriedly clock out, Micah, Niki and I groaning

dropped off at the house

36 hours, every muscle in my body screams for a

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

the names my father spewed at

walk all

you suggest, mutt?

my power to please her.This

share

by default, you have some say here too.I still don’t understand what he

and paper, 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

chance, Grayson