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.

be a wolf e-even great-er

and settles back into his chair, resting his head on the

the steam rise from

look up to see

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

look! We

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

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

on a plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and

waffle," he beams at her, poking his finger into a pool of syrup and licking it

she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips

interesting taste," she gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle in the

you use?" She asks me, the

powder in a jar sitting on the counter and she sticks

sound making my heart

"Taste it,"

giggles, pushing the jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of sugar actually contains

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

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

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up

she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair

coughs to clear

with the

sets him on

whisk the wet ingredient

baking powder

overwhelming thoughts of failure collide in

teases, and I shove him away to the recess of my

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

and Kota, afraid to move

oh, Zane," Kota gasps, breaking the

up time!"

climbs out of his chair and scurries into the closet to

around it

helpful little tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor, making an even bigger

"It’s okay Kota,"

chirps, taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

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

okay, Zane," Kota says,

"Accidents happen."

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

in your hair," she whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of

tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting

up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the

hands stop trembling with her soothing touch and my racing heart finally calms

pulls her hand away and smiles nervously at

whispers,

find the

burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit,

table and I proudly serve her a

along much better,"she

back, groaning

asks, raising an eyebrow at

nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing

seem to pick up on the meaning,

he

with her hands," Talia replies, holding up her hands to

spells out his name for

Kota asks, attempting to

KOTA," Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make the four

A.

to sign but very quickly forgets how

say?" he asks his

Talia shrugs, my face turning

her fingers and bringing

shoving a large chunk of

suspiciously at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and

off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with nothing to

suggests we go outside for some

pack drugstore where Talia

staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to

never played with water balloons before," she laughs, her

to fix that." She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the register, Kota jumping

***Natalia*** 

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

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, knowing he is very

at me and he becomes

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