Silver

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Vann's POV

I let out another purr as the brush went down my long silver hair. Yes, silver, my hair is silver and it reaches my hips, almost covering half of my buttocks. I don't know why it's like that but because it is, Damien told me not to cut it when not necessary. But, well, right now, it would be a bit necessary, I think. Since, I'm a boy, having this long hair is sometimes in the way but if Damien said I shouldn't then I wouldn't do it.

I'm now having my weekly grooming. Damien, the alpha, sends people from the pack to groom me. I don't know why though, I can take a bath on my own but he insists that I have the grooming at least weekly if I don't want to take it everyday. I didn't dare question him because the last time I did, he locked me inside my cabin.

You see, I'm separated from the other pack members, and again, I don't know why. I have my own cabin a few meters behind the pack house. I don't usually go out, not only because I was told not to but because I also don't want to go out. Damien just sends me some supplies every week, brought by the groomers. And if possible, Damien visits me almost everyday, if not for his Alpha duties. I can't really say but I think he's more than fond of me.

Damien is five or more, I think, years older than me. His family knew mine, but I'm an orphan now. Damien's family was the one who gave me shelter and care, specifically, of course, Damien. My parent's died in an accident we had when I was little, they died protecting me, that's what Uncle Dame, Damien's dad, told me. But to be honest, when I was little, I don't remember having silver hair and I don't know why but I didn't ask even if I had a lot of questions. Damien would just avoid it anyway. Oh well.

"C'mon, let'c clean your nails," Anna, my favorite groomer, said. I always request Damien to send Anna as often as possible. She handles me gently, while the other groomers are sometimes mean and rude to me. Calling me slut, bitch, whore, and other words, I didn't even know what they mean but I just ignore them and didn't share it with Damien. I didn't want to risk him being angry over something trivial, right?

I nodded my head at Anna and tightened the long, robe-like towel that was fixed on my small hips, only covering the lower half of my body. Damien also told me not to speak to them and only to him, so I just do gestures at them. Kind of like sign language but not skillfully done.

I sat on the empty sofa she patted, gesturing me to sit there. I plopped lazily, holding out my hands to her. She giggled as she started cutting my long nails, almost like claws.

"I think the Alpha would be visiting you soon enough," she said, looking at me, making me look at her with a sparkle in my eyes. Don't get me wrong, I'm not at all lonely but I just want to talk, you know, actually opening my mouth and say words. Actually, I can talk to her through mind link but he blocked them from talking to me, but I can hear their thoughts and the pack is still connected to me. But here, in the forest, when I'm just groomed and Damien not visiting me, only the forest animals are my company and I'm okay with that since I feel more connected to the forest and the moon if I'm here.

KNOCK KNOCK

My head suddenly snapped up, looking towards the door, hoping it would be the person I'm expecting.

"That will be enough, Anna," his voice boomed through the room as Anna just finished clipping my toe nails, his voice was full of command that Anna quickly stood up and went somewhere inside my cabin to fix the things she needs to fix and leave quietly, without speaking to anyone about me. Damien's voice may be commanding but it somewhat doesn't affect me. I mentally shrugged.

"How are you, Vann?" Damien asked as he sat beside me on the sofa and began caressing my hair and petting me. I purred and laid my top body on his lap, like a kitten. It has become a habit of mine, I think. I closed my eyes, he always does this every time he arrives and would talk to me about stuff after he pets me.

"I'm fine, but you were gone for three days," I pouted my lips and peeked at him with one open eye. Ah, it feels good to speak, now my saliva can circulate better.

He chuckled at my childishness, obviously. I'm still young and growing!

"Sorry, I was busy," he sighed as his hand dug deeper to my scalp, making me purr in delight.

"That's fine, you're here now," I smiled at him as I got up from the sofa. I was suddenly pulled back and I am now sitting on Damien's lap.

"Where are you going?" Damien asked with a small growl as he held me tight which made me giggle.

"I'm going to change, you don't want me walking around with just this, do you?" I gestured towards the towel that's wrapped around my hips.

"Actually, I don't mind at all," he smirked while leaning back to the sofa and hanging his arms on top of the back rest. I playfully scowled at him and turned around to come to my room and soon went out wearing a pair of loose shorts and a v-neck shirt.

"Vann, I know you're sometimes going out of the cabin at night to have a walk, but please, if possible, refrain from going out late," he said suddenly and sounds like his pleading but his face is straight and serious.

"W-Why?" I asked cautiously, I liked taking walks, especially during the night. I don't go far from the cabin, it's just that, I like bathing through the moon's light. I'm like having a shower of moonlight and it keeps me at ease and gives me peace.

"There are now rogue wolves who pass through pack territories and sometimes, while on their way, they abduct children or members of the pack..." he paused, hesitating to say what he wants to say. As if there is something more than what he implies.

He came around me and hugged me from behind, placing his chin on my shoulder.

"There would be other alphas coming here in our territory by next week or so, I'll be busy and I can't attend to you," he paused as if waiting for my reaction.

"And?" I urged him to go on because it seems that I can't follow him with his thoughts.

"And I want you to stay near me as much as possible," his arms tightened around me. "You will be staying with me and my parents in our house, are you okay with that?"

"You mean...I'll be staying with you in your house, not the pack house?" I asked to be sure, but inside I'm exhilarated!

"Yeah, and if you can stay in our house, mom could be there to check on you," Damien said as he led us back to the sofa and sat down.

"I'll be glad to see them again!" I almost jumped up from my position due to the excitement within me.

"Great! Why don't you pack your things and I'll pick you up in two days?" He said as we headed towards the exit.

"Okay!" I chirped as he planted his lips on my head and waved goodbye. "See you, then!"

I'm excited to see Uncle Dame and Aunt Lilien again!