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

howl and settles back into his chair,

hisses, watching the steam

look up to see Talia walking towards us, her

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

look! We

of the chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me

and I hurriedly remove

I place it on a plate in front

her, poking his finger into a pool of syrup and

with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her tongue buckle from the pressure

gags, taking the plate and

umm...What sugar did you use?" She asks me, the

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

up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making

"Taste it,"

and nearly choke on my own cough

hold back her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the

again," she teases, measuring out the

exchange, sparks tingling

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

she coughs to clear

with the milk

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

them whisk the

as I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about messing

thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it hard

Grayson teases, and I shove him away to

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

blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid

Kota

time!" he

out of his chair and scurries

handle, wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the

only spreads the flour all over the

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom

"I'll sweep."

remain in the corner, not wanting to make any

says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

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

it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her, my cheeks flushing in embarrassment at my

tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose,

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

with her soothing touch and

touched me, Talia pulls her hand away

flour," she whispers, her

you'll find the sugar

attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia

to the table and I proudly

you and Talia are getting along much better,"she

sign back,

okay?" Talia asks, raising

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

seem to pick up on the meaning, but of course,

he asks, micking her

replies,

out his

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

his hands and folding his

T, A. See? KOTA," she

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

say?" he

know," Talia shrugs, my face

asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together

at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into

embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to take care of baby

the clinic, leaving the three of us with nothing to

hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for

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

at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black

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

packs of the balloons and pays

***Natalia*** 

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

a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few

looks at me and he

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