The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 62

62. Worthy Opponents ***Grayson *** Pleasure pulsates in delicious waves as Talia sinks her canines into my neck while an indescribable jov fills my heart. She marked us. Our mate claimed us, bound out souls as one, and declared her undying love for us with a single bite. She is ours and we belong to her now too. Devina … Her name is Devina, iremind Zane when the she-wolf seals the mark with her tongue and pulls away. “Mine,” our mate purrs. “You’re mine now too.” Zane stares blankly at the she-wolf who smirks back at him with eyes as blue as sapphires. He’s completely clueless as to how to handle our mate’s new wolf counterpart and remains silent in her presence. Step aside, chump, I sigh, rolling my neck and shoving Zane to the back of our mind as I take control. Watch and learn. As I step forward and gaze into my mate’s incredible blue eyes, however, I find myself unable to think of anything to say, too mesmerized by Devina’s presence. Devina frowns, tilting her head off to the side as she looks at me with curiosity. “Do you not like my mark?” Devina asks, batting her pretty lashes at me. “No, I do!” I blurt out. “It’s just, I thought-” “So then why am I not cumming yet?” she pouts, leaving me completely speechless. I only manage to blink, Zane howling with laughter at me. “H..” That’s quite the extensive vocabulary, Zane mutters. I can’t seem to keep up . Shut up! I mumble back, Zane cackling in return.

“Grayson…” Devina murmurs, leaning over to my right ear and lowering her voice to a hiss. “My clit isn’t going to lick itself.” Her hot breath makes my skin erupt into goosebumps and warm shivers crawl down my spine. I love a woman who knows what she wants, especially if what she wants is me, but this woman? She will be the death of me. “What’s wrong, my love?” The she-wolfteases me when I remain silent. “I was told you liked to play…” she giggles, tracing a finger along my jaw and down my chest where she pinches my n****e. “Do you want to play with me?” I wince at the slight pain but I find it rather arousing to be at her mercy. Goddess, this she-wolf already has me wrapped around her finger, and what’s worse, she knows it. She’s walking circles around you, Zane chuckles. I’m taking notes. “You’re a man of few words aren’t you?” She murmurs, sliding her hand between my thighs and adjusting herself over my c**k.“ Perhaps you’d prefer to moan my name instead?” She slides me inside her, wrapping her walls tightly around my girth with a knowing smirk on her lips and begins to rock her hips in slow but determined thrusts. I, however, don’t plan to let her get away with teasing me. “I’d rather you moan mine,” I smirk, the grin on Devina’s face faltering slightly.

I pull out, hooking my hands around her thighs and lifting her off my lap so that Devina wraps her legs around my waist. She holds onto my neck as I get on my knees and I very gently set her down on her back and spread her legs apart. Devina giggles excitedly as I lay between her thighs, pushing her knees to her chest and folding her almost in half so her p***y is easily accessible. Lining myself with her slit, I slowly push my tip in, using my knees to thrust myself inside with hard strokes. Devina’s back arches as she cries out in pleasure, her breasts bouncing with every pump I give her. I

watch them jiggle, her small peaks begging to be licked and I succumb to their spell, leaning forward to flick them with my tongue. A shudder ripples through Devina She tightens her walls as she comes closer, her toes curling and her body turning rigid until finally, she explodes, c*m pouring out of her in small spurts. I smirk with satisfaction at having made her squirt for the second time, Devina smiling lazily as she rides her high. It only takes a few more pumps before I start to see stars, my seed emptying completely inside my mate until I have nothing left to give. I close my eyes and let my head rest on Devina’s shoulder, my mate purring contentedly at having made me c*m harder than I ever have before. She kisses my temples as Icatch my breath, her fingers gently stroking the sides of my face, leaving sparks in their wake. “Mate…” Devina murmurs as we lay in each other’s arms, a small smile curled on her lips. “I have a mate.” “You do,” I chuckle between my pants, rolling over on my side and pulling her to my chest. “A very sexy one, I might add.” “Can I meet your other half?” she asks, biting her lower lip. “You took him away before I could even say hello.” “He can hear us just fine,” I pout, unwilling to part with my mate. “I’m not going anywhere,” Devina says with a sad smile, brushing my beard with the back of her finger. “You’re the one leaving me.” “What-” “I can feel my human’s sadness,” she sighs. “She says you’re going to war… and that you’re leaving us.” “-” “You don’t have to explain. I understand why,” my mate murmurs, tucking her head underneath my chin. “She’s just afraid… but don’t worry. I’ll protect our family while you’re away. You just bring yourself home

to me in one piece. I would be terribly sad if something were to happen to that dick-I mean you,” she grins, wiggling her eyebrows innocently. I can’t help but laugh at her shenanigans, the feeling a little strange and foreign to me. Having spent most of my entire existence locked away in Zane’s mind, I have never had the opportunity to laugh out loud like this, especially not with someone I’ve only just met, I feel like shitting out rainbows as butterflies do cartwheels in my stomach for I am free at last and I have found a home in my mate. She goes very still as she leans in to listen to the sound of my heart pounding in my chest, humming to the beat of my life. Suddenly feeling very vulnerable, I lick my lips and bury my face in her hair so she does not see how nervous I am. “Will you go on a date with me before I go?” I ask. ***Devina*** Will you stop with the purring? My human asks. You sound like a cat! Igrowl in distaste at her and turn my attention back to my mate, trying my best to hide my excitement. I nod in response to his question, Grayson shaking his head at me. “Words, my love. I need words,” he chuckles. “I deal with enough silence from my human. I want to hear your words.” “Okay,” I shrug. “Okay what?” he pries. Growing mildly annoyed, I smirk and look up at him. “If I threw a stick, you’d leave, right?” He grins cheekily in response. “If I put my stick inside you, you’d c’m, right?” Finally a worthy opponent… “You’re so annoying. I’d slap you but that would be considered animal abuse,” I mutter back.

“You know, you’re quite a b***h for someone who doesn’t have a wolf yet,” he retorts. “Your ass must be jealous of your p***y,” Grayson smirks as I raise a questioning eyebrow at him. “It farts louder.” He’s never going to let that go, is he? Talia mutters. I have a comeback ready but knowing his human already struggles with his own self image, I decide to let Grayson win this round, and kiss the tip of his nose in defeat. Thank you for caring for my mates heart, Talia whispers. He’s my mate now too , 1 reply with a purr. I love his heart. Grayson rolls over on top of me, resting his hands on either side of my face. Pup-like excitement oozes from him and if he were in wolf form, his tail would be wagging excitedly from side to side. “So date?” he asks, his eyes softening with hopefulness. “I would love to go on a date with you,” I reply in hushed whispers, sliding my hand down his chest and between his legs until I cup his balls. “But only if you make me cum.” Grayson groans as I stroke his c**k, his eyes darkening with lust as he accepts my challenge. He completes his task multiple times, even stepping aside to let his human through. Zane is much gentler, but equally as passionate, both of them making Talia and I feel like goddesses. Completely exhausted, I give Talia back control of her body and after finding their clothes, the two humans walk hand in hand back to the guest house. I watch Talia curiously as she walks just a few steps ahead, as if guiding Zane through a storm, while Zane’s eyes scan ahead vigilantly for intruders. It’s adorable how they protect each other without even knowing it and my heart flutters knowing our pup must be equally loved and protected by them. Our pup.

I’m so excited to be a mom and though he cannot see my inner wolf as Talia can, this does not stop me from licking my fur and grooming myself. I must look my best when meeting my new son. As we step through the door of the house, we hear loud screaming, an older woman trying to reason with a little boy no more than 4 years old. “I don’t wanna nap!” the little boy screams at the woman, stomping his small foot on the floor while clutching a wolf to his chest. “I don’t wanna! I don’t wann-” He stops mid speech to yawn, the older woman chuckling to herself. “Kota, you are cranky because you have not had your nap,” the woman scolds him. The sound of the door closing draws their attention, the little boy wiping his tear stained cheeks and running over to greet his mother. She gets down on her knees and opens her arms out wide to receive him, the boy nearly knocking her over as he rushes to hug her. Talia gives the pup a good squeeze and showers him with kisses before the boy pulls away and looks her in the eyes. T examine him closely, mesmerized by his innocent beauty. His thick brows and tiny nose resemble his mother’s but his most striking features are his eyes. One is the color of clear skies while the other resembles the earth, rich brown tones swirling together in his iris. “Why are you crying? Hmm? Why is my baby crying” Talia coos, wiping Kota’s tired eyes with her thumbs. “Are you sleepy, mi rey{my king)?” He hiccups through his pout, shaking his head angrily for being accused of being tired. “Do your eyes feel heavy when you open them?” Talia asks, Kota nodding. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Come here,” Talia smiles, Kota wrapping his arms around her neck as she carries him. She looks over her shoulder, thanking the woman named Rionna for watching him in her absence. She takes the boy upstairs with Zane at our heels, whispering loving words to Kota until she gets to his bed where he begins to sob. “Okay, Kota, you don’t have to nap,” Talia reassures him, putting him down and climbing into his bed by herself. “Do you want to come lay with me?” she asks. Kota wipes his nose and nods, climbing on with her and curling up at her side. He grabs strands of her hair, finding a leaf tangled in her curls. “Mommy, a leaf,” he whispers, pulling it out of her hair and waving it in her face. I feel the heat rush to her face and she looks over at Zane who leans against the door frame, his cheeks bright red. “Daddy, where are your shoes?” Kota asks, using the leaf to point at him. “And your shirt?”” Zane looks down at his bare feet and chest before looking up at me like a deer caught in the headlights. “A troll stole them,” Talia explains. “A troll?” Kota asks. “Yes,” Talia nods. “A troll because Zane didn’t want to take a nap.” “Oh no!” Kota gasps, closing his eyes and burying his face in the crook of her neck. “Mommy, will it take my shoes?” “I won’t let the troll take your shoes,” Talia whispers, pulling off his shoes. “I’ll take them and hide them away. Just close your eyes, Kota. Close your eyes.” “Can you and Daddy stay with me?” Kota asks, Talia kissing his forehead and coaxing Zane to the bed. “Of course,” Talia murmurs, making room on the bed for Zane. “We’ll always be with you, Kota.” Always, i murmur.