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

another howl and settles back into his chair, resting

hisses, watching the steam rise

down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us,

beautiful, my heart nearly

We

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

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

butter and syrup on the waffle, I place it on a plate in front

he beams at her, poking his finger into a pool of

takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and

interesting taste," she gags, taking the

you use?" She asks me,

jar sitting on

into laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How

"Taste it,"

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

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

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

the exchange, sparks tingling up my

pulls her hand away

she coughs to clear her

with the

him on the chair for him to

of them whisk the wet ingredient together,

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

thoughts of failure collide in my

salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him

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

and Kota, afraid to move an

Kota gasps, breaking

up time!" he

out of his chair and scurries into the closet to grab

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

tyke only spreads the flour all over

"It’s okay Kota,"

chirps, taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

behind my back and remain in the

Zane," Kota says, tugging at

"Accidents happen."

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

reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her, my cheeks

and kisses me on the

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

touch

as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously at

get you some more flour," she whispers,

you'll find the

burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally

the table and I proudly serve

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

sign back,

Talia asks, raising

relentlessly with her kissing

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

he asks, micking

replies,

She spells out his name for

attempting

his hands and folding his fingers to

A. See?

but very quickly

say?" he asks his

know," Talia shrugs,

does this mean?" She asks, pinching her fingers and

shake my head at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into my

narrows her eyes suspiciously at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to take care

at the clinic, leaving the

suggests we go outside

the pack drugstore where Talia

balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal toys

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

packs of the balloons and pays at the register,

***Natalia*** 

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

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, knowing he is very

bright shade of red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping the

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