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.

a wolf

into his chair, resting

he hisses, watching the steam rise from

their way down the stairs and I look up to see

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

look! We made

eyebrow

and I hurriedly remove the

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

poking his finger into a pool of syrup

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

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

asks

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

the sound

"Taste it,"

jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my

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

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

touch in the exchange, sparks

Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand away to tuck some

to clear her

help me with

to his mother who sets him

of them whisk the wet ingredient together, Talia

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

failure collide in my head, making it

and I shove him away to the recess

my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of flour puffing in

and Kota, afraid to

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking

time!"

of his chair and scurries into the closet to grab a

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

spreads the flour

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

and remain in the corner, not

Kota says, tugging at

"Accidents happen."

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

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

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

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

trembling with her soothing touch and my racing heart

Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously

she whispers, her own heart

trust you'll find

cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally

her way to the table and I proudly serve her a very fluffy

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

sign back,

Talia asks, raising

nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her

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

is Agnes doing?" he asks, micking

Talia replies, holding up

out his name

attempting

replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make

O, T, A.

quickly forgets how to fold his fingers and

did Agnes say?"

shrugs, my

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

head at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into

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

clinic, leaving the three of us

day so Talia suggests

Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen

multicolored balloons attached to black

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

She grabs five packs of the balloons and

***Natalia*** 

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

can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t notice them, knowing he is very likely

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

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