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

settles back into his chair, resting his

watching the steam rise from

up to see Talia walking towards us,

heart nearly skipping a beat at

We

of the chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in

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

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

poking his finger into a pool of syrup and

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

she gags, taking the plate and throwing

use?" She asks me, the soft smile still on

on the counter and she sticks her finger inside to

as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How could a laugh

"Taste it,"

choke on my own cough when I realize the jar

the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty

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

touch in the exchange,

up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair behind

coughs to clear her

with

to his mother who sets him on the

two of them whisk the

shake as I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious

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

Grayson teases, and I shove him away to the

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

at Talia and

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking the

time!" he

climbs out of his chair and scurries into the closet

arms around it as he pushes the broom in a

flour all over the floor, making

"It’s okay Kota,"

the broom

"I'll sweep."

my back and remain in the corner,

Zane," Kota says, tugging at

"Accidents happen."

when I realize she's right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and she stops,

whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour

toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She's

over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing

her soothing touch and

suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously

flour," she whispers, her own

you'll find the sugar

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

and I

are getting along much better,"she

back, groaning

raising an eyebrow

nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing

Talia doesn’t seem to pick up on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota wants to find

Agnes doing?" he asks, micking

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

out his

say?" Kota asks, attempting

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

T, A. See? KOTA,"

best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold his fingers

Agnes say?" he

know," Talia shrugs, my

asks, pinching her fingers

shoving a large chunk of waffle into my

embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to take care of baby

clinic, leaving the

suggests we go outside for

pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie

a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black

water balloons before," she laughs, her smile widening when she

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

***Natalia*** 

at the guest house, I coat Kota in a thick layer of sunscreen, his pale skin very sensitive to the sun compared to my darker complexion.I dress him in a pair of shorts and flip flops, Kota

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

turns a bright shade of red when he looks at me and he

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