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 e-even great-er

and settles back into his chair, resting his head

he hisses, watching the

and I look up to see Talia

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

look! We

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

I hurriedly remove the hot waffle

in front of

his

Talia's lips and she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her tongue buckle

taste," she gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle in

She asks me, the soft smile still on her

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

the sound making my

"Taste it,"

nearly choke on my own cough when I

to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real jar of sugar for us to

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

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up my

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

to

with the

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

them whisk the wet ingredient

and baking powder

collide in

the salt, Grayson teases, and I shove

over my

blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid to

Kota

time!" he

scurries

around it as he pushes the broom in a

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

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the

"I'll sweep."

remain in the corner, not wanting to make any

okay, Zane," Kota says,

"Accidents happen."

face and look over at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's

carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another

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

when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my hands might disgust her, but she doesn’t

her soothing touch

as she touched me, Talia pulls her

get you some more flour," she whispers, her own heart pounding in

find the sugar this

bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making

the table and

Talia are getting along much better,"she signs,yet?" she chuckles, "Stop

back,

Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at me

relentlessly with her kissing

Talia doesn’t seem to pick up on the

he asks, micking her

speaking with her hands," Talia replies, holding

spells out his name

did you say?" Kota asks, attempting to replicate her

and folding his fingers to

O, T, A.

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

did Agnes say?" he asks his

Talia shrugs, my face turning bright

does this mean?" She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands

a large chunk of waffle into my

her eyes suspiciously at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and

is off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three

Talia suggests we

drugstore where Talia purchases

at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal toys

water balloons before," she laughs, her smile

of the balloons and pays at the

***Natalia*** 

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 black tube top, and

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 legs

red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly

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