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

into his chair, resting his head on the

he hisses, watching the steam

way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly as she

in her sleepy state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly

look! We made

greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in

and I hurriedly

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

poking his finger into

takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her tongue

interesting taste," she gags, taking the plate

did you use?" She asks me, the

powder in a jar sitting on the counter and

the sound making my heart soar.How could a laugh

"Taste it,"

nearly choke on my own cough

I join her.I throw out the salty batter

she teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar and handing it to

exchange,

pulls her hand away

she coughs to

with the milk

sets him on the chair for

two of them whisk the wet ingredient

the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about messing up

overwhelming thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it

forget the salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him

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

Talia and Kota, afraid to move

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking

time!" he

scurries into the

wrapping both arms around it as he pushes

tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor, making

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom

"I'll sweep."

hands behind my back and remain in the corner, not wanting to make any

okay, Zane," Kota says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

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

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

her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against

me," she murmurs, warm sparks tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over

with her soothing touch and my racing

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

flour," she whispers, her own heart pounding

trust you'll find the sugar

waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia serves

the table and I proudly serve

see you and Talia are getting along much

sign back, groaning

okay?" Talia asks, raising an eyebrow

relentlessly with

for me, Talia doesn’t seem to pick up on the meaning, but

Agnes doing?" he asks, micking

Talia replies, holding up her

She spells out

Kota asks, attempting

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

T, A.

quickly forgets how to

say?" he asks his

know," Talia shrugs,

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

shake my head at her, shoving a large chunk

despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and

at the clinic, leaving the three

Talia suggests we go outside for

walk down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen

of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal toys

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

five packs of the balloons and pays at

***Natalia*** 

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

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

he looks at me and

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