The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 40

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,” Zane

m-mark means

it mean to you?” Talia asks, her head shaking in

deep breath and exhales slowly, gently pushing Zane’s hand away

all back.He stripped me of my title and rejected me because I couldn’t give him what he wanted…Did you

the elbows and wraps the

in her voice as

itself from him….But 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, forcing a cold smile on her face and shrugging at

if you mark me when in the end you can just throw me away?

“I-I just w-want you!”

snaps, his voice

“I-l just want y-you.”

him in shock, her mouth slightly agape

muddled with thoughts and I try my best to

Deep breath, hooman.

she will likely never back down, I explain to

don’t you tell her instead? Zane asks

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

you need to learn to speak up for yourself.I can’t be

Look at her! Isnap, Zane gazing

so patient with

to you and if you have to repeat yourself, then

to, but don’t pass up this opportunity to tell her how important she really is to us.Talia understands that he has more

shaking from the build up of the pressure to say

“I-I…I.”

“Breathe,”

whispers, inhaling slowly with

let it out,”

a few times until Zane’s thoughts finally slow down enough for him to process

bright red from embarrassment but I very quickly knock some sense into him.She had s*x

past embarrassment rightnow

she queefed last

a little stutter if we

but he gathers his thoughts

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

his breath, Talia slowly

great, I

Keep going…

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

at her sternly and repeats

I am n-not

gaze to think

“Good morning Mommy,”

other side of the

Mommy.The door is locked!” he gasps as he tries to turn the

Can I

Horsey? I cackle.

night? Cuz Talia immediately sits up, swinging

hisses at us, tugging her shirt over her head and pulling

clothes on and change the sheets,”

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

jeer, Zane telling me to shut the f**k

in, picking him

peers over her shoulder and

are you doing, Zane?” he asks as Zane puts

“Oh, umm,”

moment before coming up with the dumbest

a little accident

chuckles, Zane’s eyes

I beg your pardon? Igrowl,

Kota gasps, cupping

went pee pee on

Alright, that’s it! Ihuff.

mommy’s guts and

farted on the

le-left it

“I did not!”

with indignation.I shove Zane

farting noise in her face, Kota

giggles,

Daddy are

play out like a movie in my

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

his mate, I will be the one to help him plan out his first date with her, and before

hospital to greet his pup and it will be the most spoiled little bean in the

that I have, I will do everything

did not have a father

“Kota,” Talia sighs.

“He’s-”

“Mine,”

together, Zane regaining control

Kota’s hair and kissing his

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

now that there’s not a chance in hell that we will ever walk away from

giving Talia plenty of space

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

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