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

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

hisses, watching the steam rise from the

way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her

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

look! We

of the chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her pup in her arms, kissing his cheeks

off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of

I place it on a plate in front of Kota who

her, poking his finger into a pool of

takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her

is...That is an interesting taste," she gags, taking the plate and

use?" She asks me, the soft

sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger inside

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

"Taste it,"

taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar

her.I throw out the

teases, measuring out the proper amount

exchange,

she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair behind her

to clear

help me with the milk and

him on the chair for him to

of them whisk the wet ingredient together, Talia

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

collide in my head, making it

teases, and I shove him away to

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

blankly at Talia and Kota,

Zane," Kota gasps,

up time!"

scurries into the closet to grab a

arms around it as he

flour all over the floor,

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

trembling hands behind my back and remain in the corner,

Kota says,

"Accidents happen."

force a smile on my face and look over at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's right

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

kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She's not

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

hands stop trembling with her soothing touch

touched me, Talia pulls her hand away

whispers, her own heart pounding

find the sugar this

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

the table and I proudly serve her a

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

back, groaning

asks, raising

my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs

seem to pick up on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota wants

is Agnes doing?" he asks, micking her

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

out his name

asks, attempting to replicate

and folding his fingers to make the four

O, T, A. See? KOTA," she

sign but very quickly forgets how to fold his fingers

did Agnes say?" he asks

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

does this mean?" She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together so they

her, shoving a large

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 care of baby

at the clinic, leaving the three of us

particularly hot day so Talia suggests we

Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some

a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in

never played with water balloons before," she laughs, her smile widening

that." She grabs five packs of the balloons and

***Natalia*** 

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

our 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 likely

turns a bright shade of red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly

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