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.

y-you will be a wolf

into his chair, resting his head on the

he hisses, watching the

look up to see Talia walking

she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat at the mere

look! We made

squeals, climbing out of the chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her

I hurriedly remove the hot waffle

plate in front of Kota who

at her, poking his finger into a

bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her tongue buckle from

she gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle in the

you use?" She asks me, the soft smile still on

jar sitting on the counter and she sticks

up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making

"Taste it,"

the jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke

laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real jar of

again," she teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar and handing

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up my

creeps up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand away to

she coughs to clear

help me with the

him on the chair for him to

two of them whisk the wet ingredient together,

baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about messing up

in my head,

Grayson teases, and I shove him away

jar of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients,

at Talia and Kota, afraid

Kota gasps, breaking the

time!" he

of his chair and scurries

both arms around it as he pushes the

flour all over the floor,

"It’s okay Kota,"

chirps, taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

back and remain in

Kota says, tugging at

"Accidents happen."

when I realize she's right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily

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

the tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She's not Dad, Grayson

warm sparks tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I

hands stop trembling with her soothing touch

Talia pulls her hand away and smiles

flour," she whispers, her own heart pounding

you'll find the sugar this

waffle making

to the table and I

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

back,

raising an eyebrow at me

teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs

the meaning, but of

doing?" he asks,

replies, holding up her hands

this." She spells out his name for

did you say?" Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs but

grabbing his hands and folding

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

very quickly forgets how to fold

say?" he asks his

Talia shrugs,

asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together so

a large chunk of waffle into

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

off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with nothing to

particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for some

walk down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a

multicolored balloons

never played with water balloons before," she laughs, her smile widening when she

just have to fix that." She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays 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

plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t

at me and he

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