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

another howl and settles back into his

he hisses, watching the steam rise from the

way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly as

sleepy state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat at the mere

We

out of the chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow

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

it on a plate in front of Kota who smiles

waffle," he beams at her, poking his finger into

takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with

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

umm...What sugar did you use?" She asks me, the soft smile still on

in a jar sitting on the counter and she

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

"Taste it,"

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

her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I

the proper amount of sugar and handing it to

in the exchange, sparks tingling up

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

to

me with the

happily skips over to his mother who sets him on

them whisk the wet

flour and baking powder together,

failure collide in my head,

shove him away

jar of salt, I accidentally knock over my

and Kota, afraid to move

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking the

up time!" he

scurries into

wrapping both arms around it

spreads the flour all over the floor, making an

"It’s okay Kota,"

chirps, taking the broom

"I'll sweep."

hands behind my back and remain in the corner,

says, tugging at my

"Accidents happen."

my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's right in front of me hand.I flinch

into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her,

on the tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against

murmurs, warm sparks tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my hands might

hands stop trembling with her soothing touch and my racing

touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously

flour," she whispers, her

you'll find

teases me, my cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia serves

table and I proudly serve her

Talia are getting along

back,

asks, raising an eyebrow

me relentlessly with

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

he asks,

with her hands," Talia replies, holding up

out his

attempting to

replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make the four

A. See?

best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold his

say?" he asks his

Talia shrugs,

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

a large chunk

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

off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with nothing to

particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go

down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen for

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

never played with water balloons before," she

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

***Natalia*** 

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

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

red when he looks at me and

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