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 great-er

gives me another howl and settles back into his chair, resting his head on the

he hisses, watching the steam rise from the

I look up to

heart nearly skipping a beat at the mere sight of

look! We

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

and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out

in front of Kota who smiles

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

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

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

asks me, the soft smile still on

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

as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How could a laugh sound so

"Taste it,"

choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of sugar actually contains

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

she teases, measuring out the proper amount

touch in the exchange, sparks

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

coughs to clear her

me with

who sets him on the

of them whisk the

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

collide in my head, making it hard to

I shove him away to the

over my bowl of dry ingredients, a

stare blankly at Talia and

Zane," Kota

up time!"

climbs out of his chair and scurries into the closet to grab a

wrapping both arms around it as he pushes

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

"It’s okay Kota,"

chirps, taking the broom

"I'll sweep."

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

says, tugging at my

"Accidents happen."

mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and

and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I

toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head

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

soothing touch and my racing

suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand

some more flour," she whispers, her own

trust you'll find

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

table and I proudly serve her

are getting along much

sign back, groaning

asks, raising an eyebrow at

me relentlessly with her kissing signs

up on the meaning, but of

doing?" he asks, micking her

replies, holding up

spells out his name for

attempting to replicate

replies, grabbing his hands and folding his

O, T, A. See?

but very quickly

did Agnes say?" he asks his

don’t know," Talia shrugs, my face

She asks, pinching her fingers

her, shoving a large chunk of waffle

breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main

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

suggests we go outside for

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

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

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

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

***Natalia*** 

of shorts and flip flops, Kota very excited for a chance to play with

I find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t notice them, knowing he is very likely ashamed

turns a bright shade of red when he looks at me and he

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