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

and settles back into

watching the steam

way down the stairs and I look up to

sleepy state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping

We

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

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

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

he beams at her, poking his finger

sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste

interesting taste," she gags, taking the plate and

She asks me, the

in a jar sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger

sound making my heart soar.How could a laugh

"Taste it,"

the jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of

sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while

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

the exchange, sparks tingling up my

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

to

me with the milk and

skips over to his mother who sets him on the chair for him to see over the

the wet ingredient

hands shake as I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about

collide in

forget the salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him away to the

of salt, I accidentally knock over my

at Talia and Kota, afraid

Kota

up time!" he

scurries into

handle, wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the broom

only spreads the flour all over

"It’s okay Kota,"

the broom from

"I'll sweep."

remain in

Kota says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

face and look over at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and she stops, a look

it up, another cloud of

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

trembling with her soothing touch and my racing heart finally

Talia pulls

flour," she whispers, her own heart

trust you'll find

bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling

table and I proudly serve her a very

see you and Talia are getting along much better,"she signs,yet?"

back, groaning

raising an eyebrow at

my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing

up on the meaning, but of

is Agnes doing?" he asks, micking

hands," Talia replies, holding up

this." She spells out his

say?" Kota asks, attempting to replicate her

said KOTA," Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding

T, A. See?

sign but very quickly forgets how to fold his

did Agnes say?" he

know," Talia shrugs,

this mean?" She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together so they

my head at her, shoving a large chunk

Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass

is off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of

Talia suggests we go

walk down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases

notices me staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks

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

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

***Natalia*** 

coat Kota in a thick layer of sunscreen, his pale skin very sensitive to the sun compared to my darker complexion.I dress him in a pair of shorts and flip

I find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his

of red when he looks at me and he becomes

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