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 than

me another howl and settles back into his chair, resting

he hisses, watching the steam

to see Talia walking towards us,

beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat at the mere sight of

look! We

climbing out 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

I hurriedly remove

place it on a plate in front of Kota who

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

she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove

taste," she gags, taking the plate and

you use?" She asks

sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger inside to taste

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

"Taste it,"

nearly choke on my own cough when

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 for us

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

fingers touch in the exchange,

she pulls her hand away to

coughs to clear

help me with the milk

who sets him on the chair for

the

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

overwhelming thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it

forget the salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him away to the

knock over my bowl

blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid to move

Kota gasps, breaking the

up time!" he

of his chair and scurries into the closet

tall handle, wrapping both arms around

little tyke only spreads the flour all over the

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the

"I'll sweep."

hands behind my back and remain in the

says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

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

flour in your hair," she whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her, my cheeks flushing

stands on the tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her

me," she murmurs, warm sparks tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine,

hands stop trembling with her soothing touch and my racing heart

pulls her

whispers, her own

you'll find the sugar

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

the table and I

and Talia are getting along

back, groaning

asks, raising an eyebrow

head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing

up on the meaning,

is Agnes doing?" he asks, micking

replies, holding up her hands to

this." She spells out

attempting to replicate

replies, grabbing his hands and folding

O, T, A. See? KOTA,"

his best to sign but very quickly

did Agnes say?" he asks his

shrugs, my face turning

her fingers and bringing

head at her, shoving a

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

from working at the clinic, leaving

Talia suggests we go outside for some fun with

drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some

of multicolored balloons

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

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

***Natalia*** 

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

basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t

shade of red when he looks at me and

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