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 e-even great-er than

and settles back into

he hisses, watching the steam rise from

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

look! We

chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at

I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out

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

he beams at her, poking his finger into

with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her

is...That is an interesting taste," she gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle in

use?" She asks me,

white powder in a jar sitting on the counter and she sticks

up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How could

"Taste it,"

nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of sugar

can't hold back her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real

this again," she teases, measuring out the proper

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up

she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair

to

me with

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

of them whisk the wet ingredient together,

hands shake as I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very

in

and I shove him away to

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

Talia and Kota, afraid to move an

oh, Zane," Kota gasps,

up time!" he

chair and scurries into

the tall handle, wrapping both arms around

tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor,

"It’s okay Kota,"

chirps, taking the

"I'll sweep."

remain in the

okay, Zane," Kota says, tugging at

"Accidents happen."

at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's right in front of

into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling

me on the nose, resting her head against my

her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my hands might disgust her,

soothing touch and my racing

as she touched me, Talia pulls

she whispers, her own heart

you'll find the sugar

at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as

makes her way to the table and

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

back,

raising an eyebrow at me

me relentlessly with her

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

Agnes doing?" he asks,

with her hands," Talia replies, holding up

out his name

did you say?" Kota asks, attempting

replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make

T, A.

to sign but very quickly

did Agnes say?"

Talia shrugs, my face

She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together

her, shoving a

best efforts to embarrass me and

at the clinic, leaving the three of

particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for some fun

walk down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases

a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the

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

we'll just have to fix that." She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the register, Kota

***Natalia*** 

at the guest house, I 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 flops, Kota very excited for a chance to play with water.I don't have

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

bright shade of red when he looks at me and he

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