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

into his chair, resting his

hisses, watching the steam rise from

the stairs and I look up to

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

We made

to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at

and I hurriedly remove

in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and shoves the

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

smile curls on Talia's lips and she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the

taking the plate and

asks me, the soft smile

point to the white powder in a jar sitting on the counter and

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

"Taste it,"

and nearly choke on my

laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the

teases, measuring out the proper

in the exchange, sparks tingling

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

to

with the milk and

happily skips over to his mother who sets him on the chair for him to see

whisk the

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

failure collide in

salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him away

reach for the jar of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of

at Talia and Kota, afraid

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking the

time!"

of his chair and scurries into the

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

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

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

my back and remain in the corner, not wanting

Kota says, tugging at

"Accidents happen."

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

ruffling it up, another

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

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 disgust

stop trembling with her soothing touch and my racing heart

pulls her hand away and

you some more flour," she whispers, her own heart pounding in

find

attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit,

and I proudly serve her a

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

back,

raising an

Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her

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

Agnes doing?" he asks, micking her

Talia replies, holding up her hands

spells out his

asks, attempting to replicate

replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to

T, A. See?

very quickly forgets how to fold

Agnes say?"

know," Talia shrugs, my

asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together

shoving a large chunk of waffle into my

at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off

working at the clinic, leaving the three of

hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for some fun with

Talia purchases a kiddie

balloons attached to black sticks in the

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

five packs of the balloons and pays

***Natalia*** 

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

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 likely ashamed of his

of red when he looks at me

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