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

another howl and settles back into his

hisses, watching the steam

I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly as

my heart nearly skipping a

look! We made

rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow

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

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

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

small smile 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

taking the plate and throwing the waffle in

sugar did you use?" She asks me, the soft smile still

powder in a jar sitting on the

into laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How could a

"Taste it,"

taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of sugar

make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia

she teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar

exchange, sparks tingling up my

cheeks as she pulls her hand away to

she coughs to

me with

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

two of them whisk the wet ingredient

baking powder together, suddenly feeling

in my

I shove him away to the recess of my

knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of

stare blankly at Talia and

Kota gasps, breaking

time!" he

out of his chair and scurries into the closet

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

the helpful little tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor,

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the

"I'll sweep."

back and remain in the corner, not wanting

Kota says, tugging

"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 stops, a look

hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of

on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She's

arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my hands might disgust her, but she

soothing touch and my

she touched me, Talia pulls

get you some more flour," she whispers, her

trust you'll find the

waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily

to the table and I proudly serve

are getting along much better,"she signs,yet?"

back, groaning

asks, raising an eyebrow at me

teasing me relentlessly

to pick up on the meaning, but

doing?" he asks, micking her

Talia replies, holding up

this." She spells out his name

you say?" Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs

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

O, T, A. See?

his best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold

Agnes say?" he

don’t know," Talia shrugs, my face

her fingers and bringing her hands

at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into

breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main

from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with

so Talia suggests we

drugstore where Talia

notices me staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached

with water balloons before," she laughs,

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

***Natalia*** 

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

make our way down 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 likely ashamed

when he looks at me and

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