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 e-even

back into his

hisses, watching the steam

down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking

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

look! We made

mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her pup in her arms, kissing his cheeks

off and I hurriedly remove

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

her, poking his finger into a pool

she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her tongue buckle

gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle

asks me,

jar sitting on the counter and

scrunches up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How

"Taste it,"

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

enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw

this again," she teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar

touch in the exchange, sparks

Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand away

to clear her

help me with

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

whisk the wet ingredient together, Talia

the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very

overwhelming thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it hard to

shove him away to the recess of my

knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a

stare blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid to move

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking

time!"

out of his chair and scurries into the closet to grab a

arms around it as he pushes

helpful little tyke only spreads the flour

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the

"I'll sweep."

back and remain in the corner,

Zane," Kota says, tugging at

"Accidents happen."

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

hair," she whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I

me on the

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

with her soothing touch and my racing

suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls

whispers, her own heart pounding in her

trust you'll find the sugar

at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia serves him

and I proudly serve her a

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

back, groaning

raising

relentlessly with her kissing

up on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota wants

Agnes doing?" he asks, micking

Talia replies, holding

spells out his name

asks, attempting to replicate her

hands and folding his fingers to

O, T, A. See? KOTA," she

very quickly

say?" he asks his

know," Talia shrugs, my face turning bright

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

shoving a large chunk of waffle into my

best efforts to embarrass

the clinic,

day so Talia suggests we go outside for some fun

drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool

multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the

balloons before," she laughs, her smile

She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the register, Kota jumping

***Natalia*** 

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

find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his

turns a bright shade of red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping the tangerine

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