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.

be a wolf

howl and settles back into

he hisses, watching the steam

stairs and I look up to see

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

look! We

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

off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of the iron

place it on a plate in front of

poking his finger into a pool

lips and she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her

is an interesting taste," she gags, taking the

She asks me,

point to the white powder in a jar sitting on the counter and she

laughter, the sound making my

"Taste it,"

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

her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty

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

touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up my

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

to clear her

me with

who sets him on the chair for

two of them whisk the wet ingredient together,

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

failure collide in my head, making it

salt, Grayson teases, 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

oh, Zane," Kota gasps, breaking

up time!"

chair and scurries into the closet

wrapping both arms around

tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor, making

"It’s okay Kota,"

the broom from

"I'll sweep."

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

Kota says,

"Accidents happen."

look over at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily

up, another cloud of flour

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

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

touch and

touched me, Talia pulls her hand

some more flour," she whispers,

you'll find

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

and I

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

sign back, groaning

okay?" Talia asks, raising an

head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with

pick up on the meaning, but of course,

is Agnes doing?" he asks,

with her hands," Talia replies, holding up her hands to

She spells out his name

Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs but

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

A. See?

but very quickly forgets how to fold

Agnes say?" he asks

know," Talia shrugs, my face

pinching her fingers and bringing her

her, shoving a

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

working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with nothing to

suggests we go outside

to the pack drugstore where Talia

balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal toys

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

to fix that." She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the register, Kota jumping excitedly

***Natalia*** 

the guest house, I coat Kota in a thick layer of 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

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

a bright shade of red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered,

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