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 his chair, resting

hisses, watching the

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

in her sleepy state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat at the mere sight of

We

his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in

waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of the

a plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and shoves the plate to

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

curls on Talia's lips and she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her

gags, taking the plate and throwing

She asks me,

sitting on the counter and she sticks

laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How could

"Taste it,"

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

make Kota and I join her.I throw

she teases, measuring out the proper

touch in the exchange,

she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair behind

to

me with

him on the chair for him to see

the wet ingredient together,

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

failure collide in my head, making it

teases, and I shove him away to the

I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients,

and Kota, afraid to move an

Kota gasps, breaking the

time!"

climbs out of his chair and scurries

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

flour all over

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

my trembling hands behind my back and remain in the

says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

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

it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her, my cheeks flushing in

stands on the tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my

mine, tugging me over the

hands stop trembling with her soothing touch and

suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and

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

you'll find the sugar

third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia

the table and I proudly serve

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

back,

asks, raising

nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs and

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

is Agnes doing?" he asks, micking

hands," Talia replies, holding up

this." She spells out

asks, attempting to replicate her signs but

hands and folding his

A. See?

best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold

say?" he asks his

Talia shrugs, my face

pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together so

head at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into

best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack

the clinic, leaving the three of us with

suggests we go outside for some fun

down to the pack drugstore where Talia

notices me staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached

played with water balloons before," she laughs, her

the

***Natalia*** 

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

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

bright shade of red when he looks at me

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