Before you could think further on how you would escape without waking her, you hear her groan softly and slowly open her eyes. You quickly maintain your position and close your eyes, feigning sleep.
She runs her furry hands through your hair, surprising you a little. It actually feels rather nice, but you don't let that get to you too much. Unfortunately, she doesn't believe you are asleep or unconscious.
"My son, I know you are awake," she chuckles, "...let me see your face."
Flinching, you know it's pointless to try to pretend otherwise. Trying to keep calm, you lift your head and as you gaze at her, she cups your cheek.
"I'm glad you are well," she smiles warmly before furrowing her eyebrows in worry, "...still, why did you suddenly pass out? Thanks to you, I had to miss the pack meeting."
"I uh..." you begin, unsure how to respond. You end up gulping, wondering if she's going to get angry at you. Although you want to question why she thinks you're her son, you feel that it might only make her angry.
Seeing how you aren't sure, Kate makes her own assumptions with a sigh. "You are still far too frail. Since you are human, it is not surprising but it means that I can't risk leaving you alone. I thought that I may start allowing you to hunt and eat solids, but there is still a long way to go. I will continue to nurse you as I have done before. Come."
She guides you to her bare chest and this time, you pull back in shock. Your sudden resistance causes her to furrow her brows as you refuse.
"W-what?! I'm sorry, I can't-"
"Young man!" she snaps with a growl, causing you to shut up in an instant. Given she's still a wolf, it's best not to anger her and for a moment there, you nearly forgot.
Her eyes narrow as you submit, "...this is not up for negotiations. As your mother and alpha, I know best. Don't make me grab your father!"
"S-s-sorry," you answer, quivering in place. You can't recall who the father is as you were barely paying attention during the movie.
Carefully eying you for a few seconds, her gaze softens and then she continues guiding your head to her chest.
"Now, suck."
Forced to nurse from her, you utter a small whimper before latching before her left chest. Your face nicely compresses into her large chest.
Her head leans back a little as she sighs. While you attempt to suckle, she brushes through your hair. It doesn't stop you from shaking in the beginning as you are afraid, but over time, you start to calm down.
You aren't sure what wolf's milk is supposed to taste like, but it's a bit sweet and the more you nurse, you find yourself liking it quite a bit. That said, you never expected to end up tasting milk from a wolf, much less one that is anthropomorphic.
After quite some time, she switches you to her other breast. It's there she notices an oddity in your diapers off to the side. Despite being forced into this, suckling at her silky chest is activating a reaction out of you.
How does she respond to this new "development"?
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