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.

will be a wolf e-even great-er than

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

he hisses, watching the steam rise from the

look up to

looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat at

We made

and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as

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

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

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

my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty

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

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

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

the sound making my heart soar.How could

"Taste it,"

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

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

out the proper amount

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up

cheeks as she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair behind her

she coughs to

with the

happily skips over to his mother who sets him on the

of them whisk the wet

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

thoughts of failure collide in my head,

salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him away to

salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of flour puffing

at Talia and Kota, afraid to move

oh, Zane," Kota gasps, breaking

up time!"

and scurries into the closet to grab

both arms around it as he pushes the broom in a sweeping

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

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom

"I'll sweep."

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

Kota says,

"Accidents happen."

face and look over at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's

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

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

when she timidly places her hand over mine,

touch and my racing heart finally

she touched me, Talia pulls

whispers,

trust you'll find the sugar

cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making

table and I proudly serve her a very

and Talia are getting along much

back,

raising

my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing

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

is Agnes doing?" he

with her hands," Talia replies, holding up her

She spells out his name for

say?" Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs

grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make the

A. See? KOTA," she

but very quickly forgets

say?"

Talia shrugs,

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

her, shoving a large chunk of

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

working at the clinic,

a particularly hot day so Talia suggests

where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and

notices me staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in

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

of the balloons and

***Natalia*** 

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

plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few

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

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