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

howl and settles back into his chair, resting his head

watching the steam rise from the

to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out

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

We made

rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her

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

syrup on the waffle, I place it on a plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and

beams at her, poking his finger into a pool of syrup and licking

heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from

is an interesting taste," she gags, taking the plate

sugar did you use?" She asks me, the soft smile

the white powder in a jar sitting on the counter

into laughter, the sound

"Taste it,"

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

I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real jar of sugar for us to

she teases, measuring out the proper amount of

the exchange, sparks tingling up

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

coughs to

with the

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

the

the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling

of failure collide in my head,

and I shove him away to

salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of

at Talia and Kota, afraid to

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking the

up time!" he

and scurries into the closet

wrapping both arms around

spreads the flour all over the floor, making an

"It’s okay Kota,"

the broom from

"I'll sweep."

trembling hands behind my back and remain in the corner, not wanting

okay, Zane," Kota says, tugging at my

"Accidents happen."

smile on my face and look over at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and she stops, a

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

on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She's not Dad, Grayson sighs.She’s

my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over

soothing touch and my racing

as suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away

flour," she whispers, her own

find

my cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit,

and I proudly

getting along much better,"she

back, groaning

okay?" Talia asks, raising an

teasing me relentlessly with

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

is Agnes doing?" he asks, micking her

her hands," Talia replies,

this." She spells out

did you say?" Kota asks, attempting to

said KOTA," Talia replies, grabbing his hands and

A. See?

very quickly forgets how

did Agnes say?" he asks

know," Talia shrugs, my face

fingers and bringing

shake my head at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into

efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off

today from working at the clinic, leaving the

so Talia suggests we go

where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen

of multicolored balloons attached to

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

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

***Natalia*** 

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 pair of shorts, a black tube top, and some

a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t notice them,

bright shade of red when he looks at me and he becomes

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