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

back into his chair, resting his head on

hisses, watching the steam rise from

stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly as she

beautiful, my heart nearly

look! We made

squeals, climbing out 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, kissing his cheeks

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

on a plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and shoves the

his finger into

swallows with great difficulty and

taste," she gags, taking the plate

you use?" She asks me, the soft smile still on

on the counter and she sticks her finger inside to taste

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

"Taste it,"

taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of sugar actually

make Kota and I join her.I throw out the

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

the exchange, sparks tingling up my

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

coughs to clear her

me with the milk

happily skips over to his mother who sets him on the chair for him

two of them whisk the wet ingredient together,

flour and baking powder

overwhelming thoughts of failure collide in my head, making

Grayson teases, and I shove

for the jar of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl

Talia and Kota,

Zane," Kota gasps,

time!" he

of his chair and scurries into the closet

maneuver the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it

tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor,

"It’s okay Kota,"

chirps, taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

remain

okay, Zane," Kota says, tugging at my

"Accidents happen."

at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's right in front

whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour

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

she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I

trembling with her soothing touch and

suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her

flour," she whispers, her own heart

find the

making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia serves him

makes her way to the table and I proudly serve her

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

sign back,

okay?" Talia asks, raising

Agnes teasing me relentlessly

seem to pick up on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota wants to find

Agnes doing?" he asks, micking her

replies, holding up her hands

out his

asks, attempting

replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make

A. See? KOTA,"

sign but very quickly forgets how

did Agnes say?" he

know," Talia shrugs, my face turning

asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together

a large chunk of waffle into

eyes suspiciously at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house

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

particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for

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

multicolored balloons attached to black

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

fix that." She grabs five packs of the balloons

***Natalia*** 

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

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 but pretend I don’t notice them, knowing he is very likely

red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping the tangerine he’s

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