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.

will be a

howl and settles back into

he hisses, watching the steam rise

footsteps suddenly make their way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly as she

her sleepy state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly

We made

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

on the waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly remove

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

at her, poking his finger into a pool of syrup

small 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

interesting taste," she gags, taking the

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

the white powder in a jar sitting on the counter and

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

"Taste it,"

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

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

this again," she teases, measuring out the

touch in the exchange, sparks tingling

on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand

coughs to clear

help me with the milk

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

of them whisk the wet

the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about messing up

collide in my

I shove him away to the recess of

over my bowl of dry ingredients, a

at Talia and Kota, afraid to move an

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking

time!" he

of his chair and scurries

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

the flour all

"It’s okay Kota,"

the broom from

"I'll sweep."

behind my back and remain in the corner,

Zane," Kota says, tugging at

"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

another

the nose, resting

timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing

soothing touch and

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

whispers,

trust you'll find the

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

to the table and

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

sign back, groaning

asks, raising an eyebrow at

me relentlessly with her kissing signs and

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

he asks, micking

her hands," Talia replies, holding up her hands

spells out

you say?" Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs but

Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to

T, A. See? KOTA,"

tries his best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold

did Agnes say?" he asks his

don’t know," Talia shrugs,

her fingers and bringing her hands together so

shake my head at her, shoving a large

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

is off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with nothing to

so Talia suggests

the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool

bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks

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

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

***Natalia*** 

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 tube

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

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

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