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 wolf e-even great-er

settles back into

the steam

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

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

look! We made

squeals, climbing out of the chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as

I hurriedly remove

front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and shoves

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

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

an interesting taste," she gags, taking the

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

sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger inside to

as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my

"Taste it,"

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

can't hold back her 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 sugar

again," she teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar and

the exchange,

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

she coughs to

with

sets him on the chair for him to see

whisk the

sift the flour and baking powder together,

failure collide in my head, making

Grayson teases, and I shove him away to the recess of my

accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of flour puffing

Talia and

Zane," Kota gasps,

time!" he

of his chair and scurries into the closet to grab

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

only spreads the flour all over the floor, making

"It’s okay Kota,"

the broom

"I'll sweep."

remain in the corner, not

Kota says, tugging at my

"Accidents happen."

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

hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of

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

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

her soothing touch and

she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously

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

you'll find the sugar this

waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia serves

makes her way to the table and I proudly serve her

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

sign back, groaning

raising an eyebrow at

my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing

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

he asks,

speaking with her hands," Talia replies, holding

this." She spells out his

asks, attempting

hands and folding his fingers to make

A. See?

best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold his

Agnes say?"

don’t know," Talia shrugs, my

pinching her fingers and bringing her

shoving a

best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to take care

from working at the clinic, leaving the

day so Talia suggests we go

drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some

staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to

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

of the balloons and pays at the register, Kota jumping excitedly at her

***Natalia*** 

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 opt for a pair of shorts, a black

shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make

at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping the tangerine

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