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 wolf e-even

howl and settles back into his chair,

he hisses, watching the steam rise from

look up to see Talia walking towards us, her

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

We

an eyebrow at

goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle

place it on a plate in front of

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

timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty

she gags, taking the plate

sugar did you use?" She asks me,

to the white powder in a jar sitting on

as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my heart

"Taste it,"

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

I join her.I throw out the

out the

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks

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

coughs to clear her

with the milk and

who sets him on

of them whisk the

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

collide in my head, making it

I shove

over my bowl of

at Talia and Kota,

oh, Zane," Kota gasps, breaking

time!" he

out of his chair and scurries into the closet to grab

wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the

helpful little tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor, making an even

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the

"I'll sweep."

my back and remain

Kota says,

"Accidents happen."

when I realize she's right

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

toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against

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

with her soothing touch and my racing heart

pulls her hand away and smiles nervously

more flour," she whispers, her own heart pounding in

you'll find the

waffle making finally bears fruit,

the table and I proudly serve her

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

sign back, groaning

Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at me

my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing

Talia doesn’t seem to pick up on the meaning, but

Agnes doing?" he

Talia replies, holding

She spells out

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

Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make the

O, T, A. See?

tries his best to sign but very quickly forgets

say?" he asks

shrugs, my

her fingers and bringing her hands

head at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle

at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to

today from working at the clinic, leaving the three

day so Talia suggests we go

Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen

of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal toys

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

that." She grabs five packs of the

***Natalia*** 

to my darker complexion.I dress him in a pair of shorts and flip flops, Kota very excited

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

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