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!

am a wo-wolf, Ta-Tal-ia,”

m-mark means so-something to

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

a deep breath and exhales slowly, gently pushing Zane’s

first mate marked me…and when I disappointed him, he took it all back.He stripped me of my title and rejected me because I couldn’t give him what he wanted…Did you know it only

herself up by the elbows and wraps the sheets around

a sadness in her voice as she

three days to break my soul so it could unbind itself from him….But it took me years to fit all the broken pieces back together again…only to realize some pieces are

difference does it make if you mark me when in the end you can just throw me away? I am a very disappointing mate and will inevitably fail to

“I-I just w-want you!”

voice ragged

“I-l just want y-you.”

shock, her mouth slightly agape

thoughts and I try

Deep breath, hooman.

means to us or she will likely never back down, I explain to him,

tell her

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

speak up for yourself.I

her! Isnap, Zane

so patient with

listen to you and if you

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

throat, his hands shaking from the build up of the pressure

“I-I…I.”

“Breathe,”

inhaling

let it

Zane’s thoughts finally slow down enough for

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

way past embarrassment rightnow

queefed last

if we can handle

help but he gathers his thoughts and

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

catch his breath, Talia

great, I

Keep going…

p-part of myself 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

her sternly and

am n-not

think over his words

“Good morning Mommy,”

chirps on the other side of the

Mommy.The door is locked!” he gasps as

still playing horsey? Can I play

Horsey? I cackle.

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

talk about this later,” she hisses at us, tugging her shirt

some clothes on and

begins to strip the bed, his cheeks flushing when he sees some little white

I jeer, Zane telling me to shut

him up

over her shoulder and looks up at Zane

Zane?” he asks as Zane puts on fresh sheets on the

“Oh, umm,”

coming up with the

had a

eyes widening

we have to change the sheets.” I beg your pardon? Igrowl, struggling to contain my petty demon

gasps,

pee on the

Alright, that’s it! Ihuff.

I rearranged his mommy’s guts and she

farted on the b-bed,”Zane

le-left it

“I did not!”

indignation.I shove Zane

farting noise

Kota giggles, pinching

Daddy are

and, for a brief moment, I forget all about my annoying mate and her farting yttttg, Our entire lives together play out like a movie in my head, each moment more beautiful than the last.I

it all out for himself.I will be there with

him plan out his first date with her, and before long, I’ll be

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

and now that I have, I will do everything

have a father

“Kota,” Talia sighs.

“He’s-”

“Mine,”

and I both say together, Zane

pushing back Kota’s hair

she watches Kota cup his cheeks and make his own fart noises

that there’s not a chance in hell

Kota’s morning routine, giving Talia plenty of space to think about what we

wash his little face and brush his teeth by showing him how

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