The Silent Alpha

Chapter 30: Mistakes 

***Zanet** 

My eyes flutter open to find Natalia nestled up by my side, her head resting on my shoulder and her nose buried in my neck.She drapes her left arm over my chest while tucking her left leg over my thigh.

To my right, I feel Kota curled up under my arm, snoring lightly in his sleep as he clutches his little wolf tightly to his chest.

For a moment, I remain perfectly still, afraid the mirage would fade away if I moved.

The sparks tingling across my body from Talia’s touch, however, make me realize I’m not dreaming at all, both my mate and our pup nestled safely in my arms.

This must be what heaven feels like... I tell myself as my heart beats uncontrollably in my chest.

It feels so natural to hold them in my arms, as if they were always meant to be with me.

Kota suddenly stirs, sitting up on his knees and glancing around the room in confusion.

Messy hairs stick out from his head and his pajamas are all rumpled and crooked.

He wipes his tired eyes and looks up at me with a grin.

"I’m hungry," he yawns, stretching out his little arms.

He lays his head on my stomach and gives me puppy eyes.

"Can we make waffles, Zane?"

I smile at him, afraid to move and disturb Talia in her sleep.

It to me and then roll her to her side to free myself from her grasp.

My heart beats frantically as she stirs before she settles into her new spot comfortably, sighing contently in her sleep.

I help Kota brush his teeth and wash his face before we head into the kitchen where I spend a couple of minutes watching videos on my phone on how to make waffles.

Kota is practically dancing on his toes with excitement as I gather ingredients for his breakfast.

"Can I help you?" he asks eagerly, picking up a whisk with a cheeky grin.

"Auntie Gwen lets me help her.Can I please help you?"

His puppy eyes make it incredibly difficult to say no and I put a chair against the counter for him to stand on before placing the mixing bowl in front of him.

I hand measuring cups filled with ingredients to Kota, the little boy happily pouring them into the bowl and repeating the measurements out loud to me.

Placing my hand over his, I guide his little hand through the motion of whisking the ingredients together until we have a nice batter.

I pull out the waffle iron, staring at the infernal contraption until I finally figure out how to turn it on.

"Can I pour?" Kota asks as we both look at the iron.

I give him a measuring cup with some batter and steady him up over the counter while he pours.

"Oopsies..." he gasps as some of the batter spills over the counter.

"I'm sorry, Zane." a beating and a week with no visits from Mom.

The little boy hides his batter covered fingers behind his back, unsure what my reaction will be to his mistake.I never want him to be afraid of me...

"I-It's o-kay," I smile, closing the iron and sitting Kota on the chair.I cup his cheeks, not wanting him to feel like he is in trouble for making a mistake.

"A-a-accidents happen. We j-just ha-have to c-clean it up, o-okay?"

I hand him a towel and help him wipe the counter, high-fiving him when the mess is all gone.

As I flip the waffle iron over to cook the other side, Kota taps me on my shoulder.

"Zane," he says timidly, looking up at me with his large blue and brown eyes.

"Are you my daddy?"

My entire body stiffens but Grayson is more than willing to respond.Say yes, he grumbles.He belongs to us just as much as Talia.He’s ours.

The question, however, can only be answered by Talia.

"I- l-like you and your m-mommy very m-much," I reply with a nervous smile.

"B-but I don’t know what I-I am to you yet."

"I know what you are," He giggles.

"You’re a wolf."

He bursts out into a howl.

"Can I be a wolf like you?" I don’t want him to be a wolf like me...

A wolf who struggles to speak, a wolf who makes too many mistakes, a wolf who will inevitably always fail.

forehead.

be a

another howl and settles back into his chair, resting

the steam rise from

footsteps suddenly make their way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out

my heart nearly skipping a beat at the mere sight of

We made

raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her pup in her

and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of the iron before

place it on a plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it

taste our waffle," he beams at her, poking his finger

takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and

interesting taste," she gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle in the

umm...What sugar did you use?" She asks me, the soft smile

jar sitting on the counter and

up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my

"Taste it,"

nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough

join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real jar of

this again," she teases, measuring out the

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling

on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls

to clear her

help me with the

skips over to his mother who sets him on the

of them whisk the wet ingredient together,

baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about

thoughts of failure collide in my head,

I shove him away to the recess of my

for the jar of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl

at Talia and Kota, afraid to move an

Kota gasps,

time!" he

his chair and scurries into the closet to grab a

struggles to maneuver the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the broom in

only spreads the flour all over the floor, making an even bigger

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom

"I'll sweep."

behind my back and remain in the corner, not wanting to make any

Zane," Kota says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

nearly jumping when I realize she's

your hair," she whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her, my cheeks flushing in

on the

sparks tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging

soothing touch

she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and

more flour," she whispers, her own heart pounding in her

you'll find the sugar this

waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia serves him up his

table and I proudly serve her a very fluffy

are getting along much better,"she signs,yet?" she chuckles, "Stop

sign back, groaning

okay?" Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at me

head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs and wiggling

pick up on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota wants to find

he asks, micking her

with her hands," Talia replies,

this." She spells out his

Kota asks, attempting to

replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make

A. See?

quickly forgets how to fold his fingers and

did Agnes say?" he asks his

don’t know," Talia shrugs,

pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together

at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into

and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to

clinic, leaving

Talia suggests we go outside

the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen for

me staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black

me you've never played with water balloons before," she laughs, her smile widening when she realizes I

that." She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the register, Kota jumping excitedly at

***Natalia*** 

his pale skin very sensitive to the sun compared to my darker complexion.I dress him in a pair of shorts and flip flops, Kota very excited for a chance to play with water.I don't have a bathing suit so I opt for a pair of shorts, a black tube top, and

the kitchen where I find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t notice them,

at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping the tangerine he’s

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