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.

be a wolf e-even great-er

gives me another howl and settles back into his chair, resting his head on the

watching the steam rise

and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out

beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat

look! We

mother.She raises an eyebrow

waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly remove the

front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and shoves the plate to his

poking his finger into a pool of

with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove

interesting taste," she gags, taking

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

jar sitting on the counter and she sticks her

laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How could a laugh sound so beautiful?

"Taste it,"

taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when

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

teases, measuring out the proper amount

in the exchange, sparks tingling up

cheeks as she pulls her hand

to

me with the

mother who sets him on the

the wet ingredient together, Talia

and baking powder

in my head, making it

and I shove him away to

salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of flour puffing in the

Talia and Kota, afraid

Kota gasps, breaking

up time!"

and scurries into the closet

the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the broom

helpful little tyke only spreads the flour all over

"It’s okay Kota,"

the broom from

"I'll sweep."

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

Kota says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

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

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

toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She's not Dad, Grayson sighs.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 her,

with her soothing touch and

suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand

flour," she whispers,

trust you'll find the sugar

attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling

makes her way to the table and I proudly serve her a very

getting along much

sign back, groaning

asks, raising an eyebrow at me

head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly

up on the meaning, but

doing?" he asks,

her hands," Talia replies, holding up her hands

spells out his name for

you say?" Kota asks, attempting to replicate her

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

A. See? KOTA," she

quickly forgets how to fold his fingers and

did Agnes say?" he asks his

Talia shrugs, my face turning

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

a large chunk of waffle

narrows her eyes suspiciously at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to take

clinic, leaving the three of us with nothing to

hot day so Talia suggests we

the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a

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

me you've never played with water balloons before," she laughs, her smile widening when she realizes I

grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at

***Natalia*** 

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

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

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

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