Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“I love you, Shawn.”
“Dietrich-.” I said his name again but then he cut me off.
“Shh, don’t feel the need to say it yet, say it when you are ready, Herzchen, only when you are ready.”
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Shawn
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Last night was, to say the least, very intense. I was still blushing every time I thought about the intense moments that we had shared. I can’t believe that we had done all of that, and out there in the woods on the mountain no less. I am just glad that no one else was around to see us.
Nothing much happened after Dietrich told me to wait to tell him that, I didn’t think I was ready for that yet either so I was glad for his comforting words.
But, honestly, how did I feel about him? I didn’t not like being around him. Being around him didn’t not make my heart race. I didn’t not like him. So, what was it I was really feeling about him?
I would have to think about it later because I didn’t really have the time. Tonight was Joaquin’s bachelor party at Noah’s house and tomorrow is the wedding. And I was the only mated man there that had his mate with him. Wait, doesn’t that make it two mated men with their mates? Oh well, the important thing here was that Noah, David, and specifically Joaquin, didn’t have their mates with them.
This party was kind of subdued though, since the guest of honor kept trying to call his mate every five minutes. Still, there was a lot of laughing, though some of it was at my expense.
Dietrich had gone to go get another drink for me when he saw that mine was almost empty, something I told him he didn’t need to do. Shane took that time, in Dietrich’s brief absence, to come sidled up next to me with a grin on his face.
“Hey ugly, I see things are going well with you and the mate. Congrats.”
“You know, Shane, calling me ugly is just the same as calling yourself ugly.” I just rolled my eyes at him.
“Nah, we have the same structure, but I hold myself different, you’re not up to my league.”
“I don’t think I want to sink to your level, it’s probably dirty, or infectious.”
“Nah, I’m always wrapped.” He laughed at his own crude joke. “But still, man, I am glad to see that it’s all working out.”
“Thanks.” I turned just my head to look at him, causing my collar to slide down just a little.
“What the fuck is that?” Shane was grinning like a madman at me as he pointed to my neck. I knew what he had seen, but I thought that I had hidden it better than that.
Shane’s face morphed into his typical make fun of Shawn face. He was my brother and I love him, and I know he loves me too, but he lived up to the typical annoying brother cliche. I didn’t know if it was because I was older by a few minutes or if it was because I got more oxygen during utero, whatever the cause, I knew what he was about to do.
“Oh my fucking Goddess, Shawn, is that a hickey?”
I slapped my hand over my neck and glared at him, my face already flaming hot and cherry red. I may have known it was coming, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t still affect me.
“Shut up, you asshole.” I growled at him quietly, trying to keep the others out of my business.
“Is there a problem?” Dietrich asked as he came back from the bar with two cups in hand.
“Nope, no problem at all.” Shane grinned at him. “I just saw that you were practicing marking my brother.”
“What one does in private with their significant other is not something to make fun of them for.” I snapped at my brother furiously.
“Were you jealous, Shane? Were you wanting a mark as well? I am certain your mate will be coming soon enough and he will be more than happy to mark you if you’d like.”
“Wha-, n-no, I-I didn’t, I don’t , it’s not, I’m not, that’s not what I was meaning at all.” Shane stuttered almost as bad as I do when I get flustered.
I couldn’t help it, I laughed at Shane, just as much as he usually laughed at me.
“Don’t like it when the shoe is on the other foot do you now?” I asked him, grinning at him.
“Shut up.” Shane was blushing tomato red and trying to hide his face.
“Come now, Shawn, let us go sit somewhere, I think I need to talk to Joaquin and offer him some advice. It seems you and that Vincent fellow are some of the only gentlemen that are left here.”
“Don’t lump me in with them.” David yelled from across the room.
“Or me.” Jackson, the human FBI agent added.
“Yeah, we’re nothing like those crude jerks.” David was laughing.
“I will happily take note of that, I am just glad that being a gentleman hasn’t completely gone out of fashion.
After that, Dietrich wrapped his arm around my waist as he pulled me with him.
I couldn’t help but think, as we sat together across from Joaquin, that I was taking a very non assertive approach to this relationship of ours. I was a man too dammit, and an assertive one at that. I wouldn’t let him treat me like a woman, I was not that kind of man. Gay or not, I was not the submissive little lady type. I was going to act tougher and more manly around him than I had thus far. I wonder what he will think of that?
