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 great-er than

and settles back into

he hisses, watching the steam rise

the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards

heart nearly skipping a

We made

eyebrow

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

front of Kota who smiles proudly

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

my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips

she gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle in the

She asks me, the soft smile still on

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

the sound making my heart soar.How could a

"Taste it,"

giggles, pushing the jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the

can't hold back her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw

out the proper amount

touch in the exchange, sparks

as she pulls her hand away to

coughs to clear her

me with the milk and

happily skips over to his mother who sets him on the

of them whisk the wet ingredient together,

as I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling

in my head, making it hard

shove him away to the

over my bowl of dry ingredients,

stare blankly at Talia and Kota,

oh, Zane," Kota gasps, breaking the

time!" he

climbs out of his chair and scurries into the

arms around it

spreads the flour all over the floor, making an even bigger

"It’s okay Kota,"

the broom from

"I'll sweep."

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

says, tugging at

"Accidents happen."

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

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

me on the nose,

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

hands stop trembling with her soothing touch and my racing heart finally

Talia pulls her hand away and

she whispers, her own heart

you'll find the sugar this

red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia serves him up

way to the table and I

and Talia are getting along

sign back,

asks, raising an eyebrow

relentlessly with her kissing

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

doing?" he

Talia replies,

this." She spells out his

you say?" Kota asks, attempting to replicate her

hands and folding his

O, T, A. See?

quickly

Agnes say?" he asks his

don’t know," Talia shrugs, my face turning

She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together so they

her, shoving a large chunk of

Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to take care

the clinic,

Talia suggests we

Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some

balloons attached to

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

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

***Natalia*** 

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 very excited for a chance to play with water.I don't have a bathing suit so I opt for a

white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his

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

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