The Silent Alpha (bl version)

A Wolf's Prospective

Mark
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 taehyung gets his self control from but I am dying over here! There's a sex god lying beside us, completely naked with his nipples staring right at me, daring me to lick them while my human is comatose with an erection. This idiot has another thing coming if he expects me to just sit back and look! Pssst .... Hey! I hiss loudly, hoping to wake taehyung up. He only mumbles incoherently and I hiss even louder. HEEYYY! Still, taehyung remains fast asleep, my patience reaching its limit. WAKE THE FUCK UP! I shout, taehyung's eyes bursting open in fright as he nearly falls off the bed. Very smooth, I mutter as he barely manages to grab onto the headboard in time, hoseok stirring a little in his sleep at his sudden movement. What the fuck, Mark? Taehyung 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 Horny, I reply. Rolling his eyes at me, taehyung curls back up on his side, but I am not about to pass up this opportunity. Not after last night. I take control over his body, taehyung protesting almost immediately as I sit on my knees and run my fingers down hoseoks chest. "What are you doing?" Taehyung hisses nervously, shoving me back and taking control again. I want to taste his gumdrop buttons! I snap, fighting to take control. "Stop it," taehyung argues when I gain semi control of his hand and pinch hoseok's nipple. "You're going to wake him up!" That's the point !! reply sarcastically. A little moan escapes hoseok's lips, taehyung groaning in horror but our cock twitching at the sound. "Mmmmm." Hoseok sighs, his eyes fluttering open and looking up at us. Taehyung gulps nervously, unable to move his hand from his pecs. Hoseok lowers his gaze along his arm until he sees his hand still cupping his pecs, his nipples hardening while goosebumps rise across his skin. A little smirk forms on his lips but he does not say a word, patiently waiting for taehyung to make the next move. Pinch his nipple. Pinch it. Pinch it ! I chant, hoping taehyung 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, hoseok places his hand over his taehyung's hand trembling slightly. "You know ... " hoseok smiles up at us. "You're allowed to take charge too. Sometimes it's nice to feel wanted... " I can tell taehyung 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 sex. I just wanted a titty, I sigh, resigning myself to no sex today. "B - but," taehyung stammers, slowly moving his hand up to hoseok's throat, his thumb grazing the place where we are supposed to mark him. "H - how do I ... H - ow do I - I know you w want me - me too" I have to say I am impressed that he's brought up the subject without me having to and that he's not letting hoseok get away before he can give us an answer. My gaze falls upon the markless spot on his neck and I fight the urge to impose my will on him and mark him already. "I do want you" he argues, wrapping his fingers around taehyung's 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" taehyung argues, hoseok glaring up at him . "But I am" he replies. "And we don't mark each other for love." I 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 two 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" he 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! "I - I am a wo - wolf , ho- hos - eok," taehyung argues. "N - not a h - human. M - my m - mark means so - something to me."
"So what does it mean to you?" Hoseok asks, his head shaking in disbelief. He takes a deep breath and exhales slowly, gently ppushing taehyung's hand away from his neck. "My 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 takes three days for a mark to fade?" He props himself up by the elbows and wraps the sheets around him. There's a sadness in his voice as he speaks. "It only took 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 lost care about the meaning of your mark?" he asks quietly, forcing a cold smile on his face and shrugging at me. "What 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 being a fem-male I will inevitably fail to give you what you want- "
"I - I just w - want you!" Taehyung snaps, his voice ragged with frustration . "I - I just want y - you." Hoseok stares at him in shock, his mouth slightly agape as if taehyung had just said something revolutionary. Taehyung's mind quickly becomes muddled with thoughts and I try my best to calm him down. Deep breath hooman. You have to tell him what a mark means to us or he will likely never back down, I explain to him, taehyung's thoughts only worsening for fear of messing up. "Why don't you tell him instead?" Taehyung asks nervously. "You are better with words". I'm not the one who brought it up, I mutter. Besides, you need to learn to speak up for yourself. I can't be the only one here with balls. "I don't"- Look at him! I snap, taehyung gazing down at our mate. He's being so patient with you. Trust that he will listen to you and if you have to repeat yourself, then do it. Talk slowly if you have to, but don't pass up this opportunity to tell him how important he really is to us. Hoseok understands that taehyung has more to say and does not rush him. "I- I ... ahem" taehyung clears his throat, his hands shaking from the build up of the pressure to say something . "I - I ...."
"Breathe" Hoseok whispers, inhaling slowly with him. "Now let it out" he exhales. They do this a few times until taehyung's thoughts finally slow down enough for him to process them. His ears are bright red from embarrassment but I very quickly knock some sense into him. He had sex with a 26 year - old virgin who can't even masterbate properly. We're way past embarrassment right now, I snicker. Besides, he queefed last night. He can handle a little stutter if we can handle a bussy fart. My pep talk doesn't seem to help but he gathers his thoughts and opens his mouth nonetheless. "I-I.. ahem... I a-accepted a long time a ago t-that I-I will never be g-good e-enough for my fa-father, t- that my p-pa pack will ne-never know who-who its true Alpha is-is, t-that I will ne-never spe-speak right. My en-en- entire exist tence has been full of 'n-nevers'... but I re-refuse to let you be an-an-another never 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 every- thing! But I wi-will not hide y-you. You're the only pa-part of m-me that I w-want to show the w-world. Mar-marking you is n-not about own-owning you or us-using you until you are no l-longer useful to me. It-It's about sh-showing the rest of the w-world that I ha-have someone to li-live for, someone to lo-love for the rest of my li-life, someone to ch-cherish and pr-pro-protect from all the e-evils in the w-world, someone to sp-spend my eternity with." He takes a moment to catch his breath, hoseok slowly absorbing this information. You're doing great, I encourage him. Keep going ... "I-I don't w-want to hide another p-part of myself because y-you, mi-min-jun 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 chance, a small ray of ho-hope that some-day in the fu-future, you will b-bear my ma-mark. l-l j-just want a chance. J-just one to sh-show you t-that I am n-not HIM." He looks at him sternly and repeats himself. "Be-because I am n-not HIM." Hoseok turns his head to the side, avoiding taehyung's gaze to think over his words when a knock at the door startles us. "Good morning eomma" min-jun chirps on the other side of the door. "Uh- oh eomma. The door is locked!" he gasps as he tries to turn the knob. "Are you still playing horsey? Can I play with you too?" Horsey? I cackle. Is that what we were doing last night? Hoseok immediately sits up, swinging his legs over on the side of the bed. "We'll talk about this later" he hisses at us, tugging his shirt over his head and pulling on his shorts. "Put some clothes on and change the sheets" he instructs. Taehyung 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 on the fabric. Tsk, tsk, I jeer, taehyung telling me to shut the fuck up. Hoseok lets min-jun in, picking him up and kissing him good morning. The little boy peers over his shoulder and looks up at taehyung and I. "What are you doing, taehyung?" he asks as taehyung puts fresh sheets on the bed. "Oh umm" Hoseok hesitates for a moment before coming up with the dumbest excuse I've ever heard. "Sweetie, taehyung had a little accident last night" Hoseok chuckles, taehyung's eyes widening in shock. "So we have to change the sheets." I beg your pardon? I growl, struggling to contain my petty demon inside. "Uh - oh!" Min-jun gasps, cupping his cheeks. "Taehyung went pee pee on the bed!" Alright, that's it! I huff. Tell him I rearranged his eomma's guts and he puked! I shout. Everywhere and many times! "E-eomma farted on the b-bed" taehyung blurts out. "And - and h-he le-left it all stin-stinky."
"I did not!" Hoseok snaps with indignation. I shove taehyung aside and momentarily take control. This is personal. I make a loud farting noise in his face, min-jun squealing hysterically. "Eww!!!" Min-jun giggles , pinching his nose. "Eomma and appa are stinky!" My wolf ears do not miss the title he has given me and, for a brief moment, I forget all about my annoying mate and his farting bussy. Our entire lives together play out like a movie in my head, each moment more beautiful than the last. I grow excited at the thought of witnessing min-jun's first shift and helping him meet his wolf for the first time. Unlike our own shift, min-jun will not be alone to figure it all out for himself. I will be there with him to help him through the pain. When he meets his mate, I will be the one to help him plan out his first date with them, and before long, I'll be fixing his tie at his wedding. I'll be the first one at the hospital to greet his pup and it will be the most spoiled little prince in the world. I see it all so clearly in my head and now that I have, I will do everything in my power to make it our reality. Taehyung did not have a father but min-jun will have a Dad. "Min-jun" hoseok sighs. "He's-"
"Mine" taehyung and I both say together, taehyung regaining control "H - He's mine" taehyung reiterates, pushing back min-jun's hair and kissing his forehead. Hoseok seems at a loss for words as he watches min-jun cup his cheeks and make his own fart noises at us. He has to know now that there's not a chance in hell that we will ever walk away from min-jun... or him for that matter. We take care of min-jun's morning routine, giving hoseok plenty of space to think about what we said while he dresses. Taehyung instructs min-jun to wash his little face and brush his teeth by showing him how he does it, min-jun mimicking his movements. I watch in amusement as min-jun attempts to comb his own hair like taehyung, carefully observing taehyung as he grooms himself. Once dressed and ready to go, taehyung takes min-jun downstairs for breakfast, both of them opting for a quick bowl of cereal. It's a beautiful day outside, so we decide to set up our bowls of cereal outside on the patio. A butterfly flutters past us and settles on some flowers nearby. "Woah!" Min-jun cries, running off to see the butterfly. "Look taehyung, look! A butterfly!" He tries to get close to it, but it quickly takes flight, fluttering to another bush to rest. Taehyung grabs min-jun, putting his finger to his lips. "W-we have to be qu-quiet s-so we don't s-scare it" taehyung whispers, min-jun gasping and covering his mouth with his hands. Observating the small creature from a distance, min-jun asking a million questions which taehyung answers patiently. I watch silently, feeling my spirit fill with nostalgia. Our humans are not aware of just how much we know about them. They do not feel us until they are thirteen, but in truth, we have been with them since birth, silently observing them, watching them grow. I remember taehyung's first butterfly. It was sun-ah's birthday, and up until that point, taehyung had never set foot outside of his prison. His eomma spent all day with him, wanting to share her special day with her son. That day, she brought him a small chocolate cupcake for him to eat all by himself, but he insisted on sharing it with her, the two of them giggling and smearing frosting on each other's noses. Taehyung was sad to watch her go at the end of the visit, feeling lonely in such a large, empty room. In the early hours of the morning as he was sleeping, he heard the jingling of the locks on the door. Afraid that he perhaps had done something to upset his appa, taehyung jumped up from his bed and stood beside it, his eyes glued to the door in the darkness. Sun-ah and jin-hee suddenly came in, an air of excitement surrounding them "taehyung, dear, get your shoes on" sun-ah instructed, plucking a small coat from her bag and a hat. Now fully awake, taehyung grabbed his shoes and put on the little coat. "Eomma, w-where are w-we going?" he asked, wiping his tired face. "We, my beautiful little boy, are going outside" She smiled down at him, cupping his cheeks in her hands and kissing him on the forehead. His eyes widened in shock and excitement , his energy filling the room. "We should go now before the rest of the pack wakes up" jin-hee hurried them, sun-ah lifting taehyung in her arms and draping a blanket over him. Together, they rushed out of the house as quietly as possible and headed to the waterfall cabin hidden in the northern part of the pack lands. Taehyung sat glued to the window, staring at the incredibly large world illuminated by the first light of the day. Upon arriving, Jin-hee did a small patrol of the area, taehyung's excitement growing as they waited for his signal. "You ready, my beautiful boy? Are you ready to see the world?" Sun-ah asked him upon receiving the green light that all was clear. She helped taehyung out of the car, his lungs filling with fresh forest air for the first time. His little eyes darted from place to flowers opened up upon feeling the sun on their petals. Jin-hee shifted and stood close beside them as sun-ah took him into the woods for a short walk. Taehyung stuck out his hands to feel the fresh green leaves on all the plants along the trail, amazed by their velvety smoothness or jagged edges. The sound of birds chirping in the distance startled taehyung at first, but his mother took him to a clearing where they could hear and see several birds singing in the trees. "Look, a b- bird!" Taehyung cried when he saw a mother bird settling on her nest . "A b-bird! A b-bird!"
"Just like the ones in your books" his mother whispered, instructing Jin-hee to set up a small picnic blanket for them to rest. She removed his shoes so that he could feel the damp earth beneath his feet, taehyung wiggling his toes on a pile of leaves and laughing at the strange feeling. Sun-ah sat quietly on the blanket, watching her son as he leaped into the grass like a frog and picked different flowers for her when suddenly a small butterfly fluttered past him. "E-eomma! E-eomma!" Taehyung squealed, his eyes wide as saucers as he ran deeper into the forest. Sun-ah and jin-hee followed him and found him sitting by a bush, watching a butterfly open and close its wings as it stood on a flower. "W-what is it?" taehyung asked, mesmerized by the many spots on the creature's wings. "It's a butterfly resting after a long journey."
"Ma-maybe it needs wa-water, e-eomma" taehyung said, looking around for a leaf with which to give it water. He never did find a leaf because just at the moment, a large silver wolf appeared from the southern part of the forest, taehyung scrambling to hide behind his mother. "Tae-woo" sun-ah gasped, her hand instinctively reaching behind her to soothe her son. And just like that, the beautiful first morning of freedom became a nightmare... For many years, I watched in horror as tae-woo degraded his son and I knew that on the day I came forward, I would have to be strong for both of us. I may annoy taehyung most of the time, but my only goal is to make sure that he never feels like that frightened little boy again. We are free now and I intend to keep it that way. The scent of our mate approaching draws me out of taehyung's memories, his footsteps soft and quiet as he tiptoes towards us. Taehyung becomes nervous in his presence but calms down when he wraps his arms around taehyung and hugs him from behind.

Hoseok rests his head on taehyung's breathing in calmly and saying nothing for a moment. Taehyung's heart beating with hope. He's not mine yet.. But perhaps one day he will be.