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

another howl and settles back into his

he hisses, watching the steam rise from the

stairs and I look up to

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

We made

and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her pup

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

and syrup on the waffle, I place it on a plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and shoves the plate to

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

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

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

use?" She asks me, the soft smile still

in a jar sitting on the counter and she

she bursts into laughter, the sound

"Taste it,"

pushing the jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own

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

out the proper amount

exchange,

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

to clear her

help me with

over to his mother who sets him on

them whisk the wet ingredient together, Talia

and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about messing

overwhelming thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it

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

knock over my bowl of

and Kota, afraid

Kota gasps, breaking

time!" he

his chair and scurries into

maneuver the tall handle, wrapping both arms around

the helpful little tyke only spreads the flour all over

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

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

Zane," Kota says, tugging at

"Accidents happen."

when I realize she's right in front of

into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink

tips of her toes and kisses me on the

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

trembling with her soothing touch and

touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and smiles

get you some more flour," she whispers, her

you'll find the

at waffle making finally

the table and

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

back,

Talia asks, raising an

nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs

on the meaning, but

is Agnes doing?" he asks, micking her

Talia replies, holding up her

spells out his

Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs

hands and folding his fingers to make the four

O, T, A. See?

his best to sign but very quickly forgets how

Agnes say?" he asks

don’t know," Talia shrugs, my face

asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her

shake my head at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into my

Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass

is off today from working at the clinic, leaving the

day so Talia suggests we go outside for some

down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen

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

water balloons before," she laughs, her smile widening when

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

***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

basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his

he looks at me and

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