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

and settles back into his chair, resting his head on

he hisses, watching the steam rise from the

up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out

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

We

raises an eyebrow

off and I hurriedly remove the

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

poking his finger

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 tongue buckle from

taste," she gags, taking the plate and throwing

use?" She asks

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

bursts into laughter, the sound making

"Taste it,"

sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when

enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real jar

teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar and

exchange,

pulls her hand away to tuck some hair behind

to clear her

with the

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

whisk the wet ingredient together, Talia

baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about

thoughts of failure collide in my head, making

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

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

and Kota, afraid

oh, Zane," Kota gasps, breaking

time!" he

out of his chair and scurries

struggles to maneuver the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the broom in a sweeping

flour all over

"It’s okay Kota,"

the

"I'll sweep."

my trembling hands behind my back and remain in the corner, not wanting

okay, Zane," Kota says,

"Accidents happen."

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

another cloud of

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

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

stop trembling with her soothing touch and

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

she whispers, her own heart

find

attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota

makes her way to the table and I

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

sign back, groaning

Talia asks, raising an

me relentlessly with her kissing

up on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota

he asks, micking her

hands," Talia replies, holding

spells out his

say?" Kota asks, attempting to replicate

Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to

T, A. See?

his best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold his fingers and

say?" he

Talia shrugs, my

mean?" She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together

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

from working at the clinic, leaving

particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for some

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

at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal

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

five packs of the

***Natalia*** 

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 a bathing suit so I opt for a pair

basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t notice

looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping the

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