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

back into his chair, resting

the steam rise

make their way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia

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

look! We made

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

on the waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly

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

at her, poking his finger into

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 tongue buckle from the pressure

taste," she gags, taking the plate

use?" She asks me, the soft smile still

a jar sitting on the counter and she

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

"Taste it,"

sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when

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

this again," she teases, measuring out the proper amount

the exchange, sparks tingling up my

cheeks as she pulls her hand

to

me with the milk

mother who sets him on the chair for him to see

of them whisk the wet

sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very

of failure collide in my

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

I reach for the jar of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a

and Kota,

oh, Zane," Kota gasps,

up time!"

and scurries into the closet

wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the

tyke only spreads the flour all

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

behind my back and remain in the corner, not wanting

Zane," Kota says, tugging at

"Accidents happen."

she's right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and she stops,

it up, another

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

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

with her soothing touch and my racing heart finally

pulls her hand away and smiles nervously at

whispers, her own heart pounding

trust you'll find the sugar

teases me, my cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling

to the table and I proudly serve her

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

sign back, groaning

Talia asks, raising an eyebrow

relentlessly with her kissing signs

Talia doesn’t seem to pick up on the meaning, but of course, curious

is Agnes doing?" he asks, micking

with her hands," Talia replies, holding

out his name

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

Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers

O, T, A.

his best to sign but very quickly forgets how

say?" he asks

shrugs,

her fingers and

her, shoving a

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

working at the clinic,

hot day so Talia suggests we

to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases

balloons attached to black sticks in

played with water balloons before," she laughs, her smile widening

grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the

***Natalia*** 

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

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,

turns a bright shade of red when he looks at me and

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