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.

y-you will be a wolf

another howl and settles back into his chair, resting his

hisses, watching the

up to see

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

look! We

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 arms,

off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out

front of Kota who smiles proudly at

his finger into a pool

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

is an interesting taste," she gags, taking the plate

asks me, the soft

white powder in a jar sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger

scrunches up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my

"Taste it,"

the jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke

Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real

the proper amount of

exchange, sparks tingling up my

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

coughs to clear

help me with the milk and

to his mother who sets him

whisk the wet ingredient together, Talia

baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious

failure collide in

and I shove

jar of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of flour puffing in

and Kota, afraid to

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking the

up time!" he

chair and scurries into the closet

wrapping both arms around it as he

flour all over the floor, making an

"It’s okay Kota,"

the

"I'll sweep."

and remain in the corner, not

okay, 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 she stops, a

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

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

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

touch and my

she touched me, Talia pulls her hand

flour," she whispers,

trust you'll find the sugar this

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

her way to the table and I proudly serve her a very

and Talia are getting along much better,"she

sign back, groaning

okay?" Talia asks, raising

Agnes teasing me relentlessly

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

Agnes doing?" he asks, micking her

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

this." She spells out his name for

say?" Kota asks, attempting to replicate her

grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make

O, T, A. See?

quickly forgets how to

did Agnes say?"

shrugs, my

her fingers and

my head at her, shoving a large chunk

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

off today from working at the clinic, leaving

particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go

where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen for

staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in

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

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

***Natalia*** 

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 a bathing suit so I opt for a pair

our way down to the kitchen where I find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his

bright shade of red when he looks at me

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