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.

will be a wolf e-even great-er than

another howl and settles back into his chair, resting his head on

watching the steam rise

look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms

heart nearly skipping a beat

We

chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her pup in her arms,

hurriedly remove the hot waffle out

and syrup on the waffle, I place it on a plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at

waffle," he beams at her, poking his finger into a pool of syrup and licking

Talia's lips and she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with

taste," she gags, taking the plate and throwing the

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

sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger inside to

laughter, the sound making my

"Taste it,"

sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when

to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real jar of sugar for us

she teases, measuring out the proper

in the exchange, sparks

on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair behind her

to clear

me with the milk and

his mother who sets him on the chair for

them whisk the wet ingredient together, Talia

the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling

overwhelming thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it

shove him

salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry

and Kota,

oh, Zane," Kota gasps,

up time!" he

of his chair and scurries into

maneuver the tall handle, wrapping both arms around

the flour all over the floor, making an even

"It’s okay Kota,"

chirps, taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

my back and remain in the corner,

Zane," Kota says, tugging at my

"Accidents happen."

look over at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's right

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 embarrassment at my own

tips of her toes and kisses me on the

tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my

her soothing touch and my racing heart finally

she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously

she whispers, her

find the sugar this

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

to the table and I proudly

and Talia are getting along

back,

raising an eyebrow

head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her

doesn’t seem to pick up on the meaning,

is Agnes doing?" he asks, micking her

her hands," Talia replies, holding up

She spells out his name

say?" Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs

hands and folding his fingers

O, T, A. See? KOTA," she

best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold his

did Agnes say?" he

know," Talia shrugs, my face

She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing

my head at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle

Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to

the clinic, leaving the

suggests we go outside

Talia purchases a kiddie pool and

staring at a bag of multicolored balloons

you've never played with water balloons before," she laughs,

packs of the balloons

***Natalia*** 

my darker complexion.I dress him in a pair of shorts and flip flops, Kota very excited for a chance to

make our way down to 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, knowing he is very likely

at me and he

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