The Alpha - Arianna Green (FULL 50 Chapter)

 

"Flower?" Benlyam called as I put on a pair of socks, then quickly threw on some boots. 

"In here!" Benlyam opened the door, managing to keep the twins in his arms. He smiled when he saw me, eyes lightning up and I walked up to him. 

I gave a peck to his lips and then kissed our sweet ones on the cheek. 

"Pick your poison," Benlyam gestured and I laughed. 

I grabbed Lana and situated her, "they're so sweet, such a liar, Bee," I playfully glared at him and he smiled at me, kissing my forehead. "Remind me again why we have to go there, and then come back. Why can't they just come back? They've been here before." 

Benlyam wrapped his arm around my shoulder as he walked out of the front door. 

"If you couldn't tell, they get on my nerves and I'd rather go meet them. I would leave you here," just at those words, panic bubbled inside me. It was like separation anxiety but worse if I'm being honest. "But I'm not going to. And the twins like going out, they like looking around, people like to see them. Our cute little pups," he smiled and pressed a kiss to Layton's forehead 

"I don't want them to get too cold," I worried as I glanced at Lana's adorable face. Oh my, she was so precious, her huge brown eyes.... 

"They're fine, Flower. They're comfortable, they'd do something if they weren't," he rubbed my arm and I nodded, leaning my head on his shoulder as we neared the pack house. 

"Bee?" He hummed, "who is who, again? I'm s-sorry, I don't remember," I felt my cheeks heat up, and Benlyam chuckled. 

"Zachary is the Alpha and Scott is Beta. Zach is taller," he pulled open the door and we were greeted by the indoor warmth. "I'll greet them, I'm sure you'll catch on," he found my hand and held it as we walked in the lobby. 

I nodded and we strolled hand in hand to where we met his brothers last time. They were easily spotted and they both beamed our way when they saw the little ones 

in our arms. 

"Ben- Lee," the taller one, Zachary greeted, walking our way. I don't know why I did, but I flinched, it was ridiculous because I thought I was getting better. That name still bothered me, it was constantly repeated for who knows how many times. Benlyam scowled at him. 

"I even sent you a fucking email, it's not that hard," he spoke coldly to him and Zachary rolled his eyes. 

"Yeah, sorry, whatever. We grew up calling you it, sorry." His sarcasm wasn't appreciated by Benlyam at all. 

"Zach, just chill out. Stop causing fights, just be respectful," Scott said as he smiled at me, "Lyam, Violet," he nodded and I smiled back. 

"Scott, " Benlyam replied, still pissy about Zachary's comment. "Did someone get your bags?" Scott nodded as he peered down at Layton in his arms. 

"Holy shi-" he stopped himself from cussing, "he looks just like you!" he chuckled. Zachary looked at him too and nodded. 

I 

"Has Dad's eyes," Zachary commented and Benlyam let out a light growl, I frowned. 

Why would he even say that? 

"Don't compare my child to that fucker," Benlyam pulled Layton closer to him. 

Scott looked at Zachary, "dude, what's wrong with you? Why would you even say that?" he scoffed and Zachary rolled his eyes. 

"I was just saying," he shrugged and I raised my eyebrow at him. 

"It's not even true, Lee's are a lot darker," Scott said, "looks like you," he finalized as he nodded at Benlyam. "Name?" 

"Layton Thomas," Benlyam smiled down at him and pulled me into him, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. 

Zachary turned his attention to Lana, "Aw." 

Lana looked at him with her big eyes, she started to suck on her thumb, we took off their gloves when we got inside. 

"And this is?" Zachary asked as he glanced at me then back at Lana. 

"Lana." 

He looked back up at me, waiting, “Lana..." 

"Lana Magnolia," Benlyam finished as he rubbed my arm. Zachary hummed and I could feel the anger rising in Benlyam. 

"Wow, she's adorable," Scott chimed. I smiled down at her and she moved her eyes from Scott's face to mine. Her fingers slipped out of her mouth and she smiled her gummy grin. Scott awed. 

"Beautiful children, really. Such a small nose!" He seemed completely enamored with our twins. Zachary just stood and observed them, Benlyam was glaring at him. 

Now would be a good time to take baby steps... 

('Offer... Mate is here if anything happens...') 

"Would you like to h-hold her?" Scott looked up at me, and I felt Benlyam's gaze on my face. Not a lot of people held our kids, I didn't want anything to happen. Garret, Hannah, Reseda, Eva, and the midwife were the only people who held them. 

I saw him look over at Benlyam and he shrugged. I held her out and carefully placed her in his arms. She lightly kicked her legs at his arms and he cocked his head to the side, smiling. 

"Aw, you're cute," he cooed as she looked up at him with curious eyes. I smiled, proceeding with caution, as he lightly bopped her nose. "How old?" He asked me. 

"Four m-months," he nodded and Zachary hummed again, he didn't seem interested. 

...Then why come?... 

"So, um, Z-Zachary," he turned to me, seeming interested with what I had to say, "I heard you found your m-mate." 

Zachary smirked, glancing at Benlyam. “Yes, I did. She's packing right now. She's from a pack in Missouri and she has to move her stuff." 

I politely nodded and looked back to Scott, Lana was reaching for his fingers, babbling. Oh my- I love her so much. 

"So, like, am I going to hold my nephew or..." Zachary sarcastically asked Benlyam, he glared. 

"You're annoying the shit out of me, so no, you're not touching my kids." I frowned at Benlyam. Zachary chuckled. 

I heard Lana giggle as Scott did tickling motions on her stomach. Layton started to move and kick Benlyam's arm, he repositioned him, he was still fussing. 

"Is he good?" Zachary asked as Layton reached for Benlyam. He immediately grabbed onto his hand and Layton quieted down. 

"He's fine, just the loud one," Benlyam rubbed his hand and he calmed down. 

"Loud one?" Zachary mused and I nodded. 

"Yeah, yesterday we took them to get their shots," I told him, I saw Benlyam crack a smile, “Lana was pretty c-cool about it, she didn't cry or fuss. Layton hated it, cried 

the whole time." 

Scott chuckled, looking up at us. "Sounds just like you, Lee." 

"Totally," Benlyam responded, amused. Lana started to cry when Scott stopped playing with her stomach. He frowned and immediately gave her attention, she smiled. 

Layton started to fuss again and Benlyam hoisted him up. "Is he trying to speak?" Zachary asked as Lana cooed to Scott. 

I furrowed my brows at him. "He keeps opening and closing his mouth," Zachary shrugged and I looked back at Layton. He was smacking his baby lips as he held onto Benlyam's finger. 

"Oh," I reached out to him and Benlyam carefully placed him in my arms, "he's just hungry. I'll take Lana as well," Benlyam shook his head and took her from Scott instead. She cried out and Benlyam was quick to soothe her. 

"You feed them at the same time?" Zachary asked. 

I nodded, "trying to get them to sync schedules." 

Zachary nodded. 

"We're going back to the house, I'm sure someone dropped off your bags, they'll be in your room. You can do whatever in the meantime, don't cause problems," Benlyam gave a pointed look to Zachary, "dinner is around seven." He shrugged and they nodded, we left. 

Layton kept moving his face against my covered breasts and I kept moving him, I couldn't breastfeed him right now. His face contorted into a grimace as he started to cry, I frowned, trying to soothe him, but he just wanted to be fed. 

Benlyam had one arm wrapped around my shoulders as Lana looked up at him, often laughing when she recognized him. So precious... 

"Look, he gets that from me," I looked up at him confused, "both love your boob-" 

I gasped at him. "Lyam!" He laughed as we walked up the steps to the house and he opened the door for me. 

"Just saying, honey," he smiled at me, kissing my forehead as a blush formed on my cheeks. "We both-" 

"Shush! You're going to give them bad habits!" I playfully glared at him and he laughed as we walked into our room, 

"Of course I will," he smirked at me. "That's why they're so fat," my mouth dropped at him and his face lit up, "they're always feeding. Stealing my time," he sarcastically 

shook his head. 

"They aren't fat!" I defended as I sat in one of the rocking chairs we brought into our room. I gave him a look and he carefully placed Lana in my arms as Layton let out short low cries. 

I situated them as Benlyam went to sit across from me, "and they aren't stealing 'your time"," I reminded. 

"Oh right, I forgot," he started, amused, "they're 'off-limits.' I forgot." he winked and I rolled my eyes. 

I didn't like breastfeeding in front of him, but we got used to it. I still wasn't comfortable with him touching my breasts yet, I was nursing and it just felt weird. I'm sure it will go away with time, it wasn't that big of a deal. 

Layton immediately latched on, Lana did as well, staring up at me with her big brown eyes that I adored. Benlyam noticed I didn't have water nearby and excused himself to get me some. 

It took him a while to come back, he opened the door and I raised an eyebrow. He shot me an apologetic smile. 

"Sorry, Flower, Montana called about the Rocky's issue," he rolled his eyes, "I fucking took care of it four months ago. I also sent a quick message to Garret." I nodded 

and he put the water on the window, he pressed a small kiss to my forehead. 

Lana eyed him with interest. She pulled back from my nipple, some milk leaking from her lips until she swallowed. I felt my cheeks heat up as she reached up to Benlyam, waiting for him to get her. 

He chuckled and carefully held her up as I fixed myself. She cooed as he cradled her, sitting down in the free chair. I smiled at them and then looked back down at Layton, he was slowing down, relaxing his small body. 

"And you said she didn't like you," I shook my head and Benlyam smiled at me, glancing down at Lana who was staring out of the window, mindlessly. She just liked being held, who wouldn't? 

"Because she didn't. I think I'm in the clear with her now, much like you," he rubbed her back as she started to flutter her eyelashes. She was so tiny in his embrace. 

"Your brother liked her." 

He nodded, "Scott likes kids, used to help out our grandma with children when my parents had issues." 

I titled my head as I grabbed the water, taking a sip. "Zachary didn't seem too interested, does he not like pups?" 

Benlyam rolled his eyes. "No, he's pissy. He doesn't have a problem with children, I think being away from his mate, and still peeved at me, mixed together." 

"Oh." 

I learned from Benlyam that Zachary would've been Beta to this pack, but he didn't want that so he sent him away to Kansas where he and Scott became Statal Alpha 

and Beta. 

Scott was fine with everything, he didn't care, but Zachary did. Benlyam also said it made sense because after his mother died, his grandparents moved to Kansas so it was easier to transfer them. He wasn't super close to his brothers due to their childhood. 

Benlyam was basically taking care of them because of how beat up his mother was and how unstable his father became, but they didn't like staying home. That, and the age gap. While Zachary and Scott were only a year apart, Benlyam was five years apart from Zachary. 

Benlyam slowly stood up and I felt Layton pull back from my nipple, resting his head against my bare skin instead, now drowsy and full. 

"She's asleep," he informed me softly as he neared the crib. 

"Oh, wait, put them down together," I pulled my shirt down and Layton slowly blinked at me, falling asleep. Benlyam nodded and rocked back and forth as Lana slept against him. 

We lightly laid them down in their crib, careful to not wake them. I breathed out once they stayed, I turned to Benlyam and gave a quick kiss to him before I walked back over to grab my water, taking a quick sip. 

"I'm going to take a quick shower," I put down the glass and started towards the bathroom, Benlyam reached out, wrapping his hands around my waist and pulling me 

to him. 

"Take your time. They went to see Garret and some friends, they'll come over around dinner time," he kissed me again and I lightly responded, wanting to go further but I was insecure about my body and pregnancy added. I didn't want to put him off, so instead, I'd give him handjobs or blowjobs. 

I pulled away and looked up at his pretty eyes. He was so attractive, it killed me. I subconsciously leaned back into him, kissing him. Again, I pulled away, looking to the 

side. 

"I'm going to go shower," I shyly mumbled, waiting for him to release my waist but he had other ideas as he kissed my cheek, trailing to my mark. 

He gave a small, sensual snip to it and a soft, pleasured sigh left my lips. 

"We could save water," he whispered against my skin and I felt myself get heated. I mindlessly nodded as my body leaned into his. 

We made our way into the bathroom and Benlyam stripped off his shirt, slowly pulling on mine, waiting for my permission. I slipped it off and kissed his neck, leaving hickeys with no care in the world. 

Benlyam pulled back for a quick second to turn on the shower and I glanced at the closed door. 

"They'll be okay, right?" I asked as I looked back at Benlyam and he smiled at me. 

"They'll be just fine, Flower. Now, let's get you in the shower," he playfully growled as he nibbled on my mark earning a soft moan from me. I stepped on my socks until I was able to slip out of them, then unbuttoned my pants. 

Once we were both stripped, Benlyam pulled me into the shower. At first, the water was a surprise, but it warmed up. He had his tongue in my mouth as my fingers sank in his hair. He worked his way around my breasts because he knew I wasn't comfortable with it, he trailed his hand down my back, spreading tingles. 

I pressed my hips against his and his manhood kissed my area that was already drenched. I was getting so heated, I dragged my hand down and lightly grabbed him. He tightened his grip on my waist as I started to stroke him. 

Benlyam broke our kiss, kissing my neck instead. I sped up my motions and one of his hands cupped my core. I gasped from the contact. He spread my lower lips, rubbing my clit as he inserted a finger in my heat. 

I moaned out as he evenly quickened his pace. My movements became sloppy and he pushed me up against the shower wall gently, removing my hand from himself. I arched into him, my stomach meeting his chest as my eyes met his dark, lustful blue eyes. 

My mouth fell open as he hit a spot. "Oh, Bee..." I let out, my hand tightening on his locks, he brought his mouth to my open lips, rapidly kissing me. 

I moaned in his mouth as I reached my peak, I couldn't help as my grip tightened and my knees became wobbly. Benlyam wrapped his arm around my waist, holding me up as I shook with pleasure. He kissed up and down my neck as I calmed, bringing his fingers up to his lips. 

"My sweet honey pot," he nibbled my mark and I exhaled softly, I was supposed to be calming down but his words were making me heated. 

He pushed me up and I wrapped my legs around him, my mound meeting his member. My grinding was sloppy and he was quick to fix, lifting my hips as he positioned himself at my entrance. He glanced down at me, to make sure I was aligned but I tilted his chin back to my eyes. 

I was self-conscious, no matter how many times he's seen me naked. I had scars and I had two kids. Yeah, I lost the weight but I wasn't comfortable with my body yet. Plus, my breasts looked weird because of nursing. 

He looked at me with a small frown, quickly kissing my slightly pouty lips. 

"Stop, Flower. You're beautiful, we both know that." He put his lips back on mine and entered himself in me. I moaned against his lips as he filled me. 

My arms wrapped around his neck, tangling in his hair as he thrust up in me. I moaned against his mount, pulling back so I could kiss his neck. 

"Fuck, honey," he deeply groaned in my ear and it made me shiver. I gasped out against his skin as he sped up his motions, driving me to the center. I moaned his name as his grip on my waist became tighter. 

I looked up at him, crashing my lips on his as he pushed me over the edge. I came down all over him, he kept his movements up, drawing out my peak. He stilled for a second, slowing his movements as he came, my body relaxed against his. 

He rested his forehead against mine, water sprinkling down on us. He stayed in me for a second until he slowly pulled out of me, a low sigh coming from me. Benlyam kept me up against the wall for a moment, I felt drowsy. 

He pulled back, holding me against him as I rested my head on his shoulder. I slowly slid my legs from around his waist, carefully standing, my arms circling his torso. 

"I love you," I mumbled against his skin and I felt him kiss the top of my head. 

"I love you, Violet." 

He grabbed some soap and we finished in the shower, getting dressed and laying down in bed, having nothing that needed to be right away. I enjoyed his embrace, it was so calm in our room, the twins asleep, and us just cuddling. 

It was silent for a while, I was tired but I couldn't fall asleep, I didn't have a problem with it. We didn't need to speak. 

"Bee?" I softly asked after a while. He hummed. "I was thinking, we'll talk it out, of course, but," I moved so I could look at him. He turned my way so we could talk, propping his head upon his hand. "N-now, don't get pissy with me." 

He narrowed his eyes, wondering. 

"I-I was just thinking that you know, maybe just k-kill him," he tensed up, eyes showing the rising mood change. "Because it's just s-stressful and I think you should- we both should just let it go..." I trailed, feeling uncomfortable, but I wanted to talk about it. 

"Yeah, no, honey. That's not happening," he dismissed it and went to pull my back to him but I pushed his hand away. He sighed out and rubbed his temple as he blinked at me. 

"It's s-senseless to keep messing with him. Just be done with it," Benlyam closed his eyes for a second. "Either kill him or just let him g-go-" 

"Don't be fucking stupid," he cut me off. 

"We aren't arguing about this! I'm not being stupid!" I frowned. 

He sighed again as he laid on his back, rubbing his temple, "you sure are acting like it, Viv." 

"Stop," I warned. I refuse to have this disagreement take this turn. "You're not listening to me, Lyam." 

He turned back my way. "I am listening to you, Viv- honey. I'm not liking what you're saying at all, I'm not doing that, I don't give a fuck what you say," he said that so gently. "I'm not going to fight with you on this, you're making it hard. I'm sorry, honey, but no." 

I stared at him for a second. 

"Benlyam, just-um," I swallowed, looking away from him because I couldn't hold his stare. I didn't want him alive, it might sound cruel but I didn't want it. "Keeping him alive, just torturing him s-seems wrong." 

"Violet, listen to me, honey," he reached his hand out to my chest, even though it wasn't a promiscuous reach, I still pushed his hand away. He exhaled, slightly irritated. He closed his eyes for a second. 

"Stop, I'm not going to do anything," he reached out against and tapped above my breast. "This," he tapped, "is too big, honey. Too kind. And this," he tapped my head and I lightly flinched, "is often led to decisions by that," he tapped my chest again. 

I pushed his hand away from me with a frown. 

"I'm not saying it's a bad thing, honey. But on some occasions, it's not best. Like this for instance," he frowned at me, "I'm not killing him anytime soon, that would be too rewarding. I'm going to play with my prey for as long as I want, a taste of his own medicine." 

"He did a lot to me. I-" 

"And it's all coming back to him," he smiled at me, it wasn't warm. 

I raised an eyebrow at him, "a-all? But s-somethings were..." 

"I know, honey," he waved off, "and he's getting just that. Sex toys are fun if you ask me." 

My mouth fell open a little bit, "Ly-I-" 

He shrugged, "shouldn't have put his hands on an innocent girl." I sighed out, realizing there was no moving him on this and he pulled me back into him. 

"I don't use my heart too much," I grumbled as my hand mindlessly traced patterns on his stomach, my hand up under his shirt. 

He lightly chuckled. "Yes you do, Flower. Like when you refuse to let the pups 'self-soothe'. You baby them." 

"Because that's mean!" I gasped at him, he laughed. 

"See? Or when I say to wake up the other twin if one wakes up, keeping them on schedule. Or when-" 

I tried to pull away from him, angry. He tightened his grip, sensing my mood. 

"Stop it," I grumbled, cutting him off. "I can 'baby them' if I want, you're not the boss of me." I glared up at him and he smiled down at me, eyes shimmering with adoration. "They are only four months old." 

"Almost five," he added and kissed my forehead. 

"I don't care, I will 'baby them' for as long as I want!" 

He hugged me closer to him, kissing my forehead. "You do that, Flower." He ran a finger through my hair, "I think Layton is developing your love for socks." 

I glanced down at my sock-covered feet and smiled up at him. "Good. I don't think Lana likes them," I frowned. I loved socks, I wore them practically all the time. So comfy and safe. A sense of security. 

"I know, I always have to take them off, poor thing," he laughed. "Which reminds me, your parents said they'll visit in about two months." 

I nodded, trying not to show my hurt. 

Why would they wait? If they haven't seen their daughter in how long? Maybe they just didn't care?