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.

y-you will be a

back into his chair, resting his head on

watching the

up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out

she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart

We

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

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

in front of Kota who smiles proudly at

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

smile curls on Talia's lips and she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to

taking the plate and throwing

asks me,

jar sitting on the counter and she sticks her

as she bursts into laughter, the sound making

"Taste it,"

towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of sugar actually contains

her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia

the

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling

cheeks as she pulls

to clear her

me with the

over to his mother who sets him on the chair for

whisk the

sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious

of failure collide in my head,

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

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

and Kota, afraid to move an

Zane," Kota gasps,

time!" he

out of his chair and scurries

around

helpful little tyke only spreads the flour all

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

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

okay, Zane," Kota says,

"Accidents happen."

force a smile on my face and look over at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and she stops, a look of

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

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

my arm 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 let

with her soothing touch

she touched me, Talia pulls her

get you some more flour," she whispers, her own

trust you'll find the sugar this

bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia

way to the table and I proudly

getting along much better,"she

back, groaning

okay?" Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at me

nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with

for me, Talia doesn’t seem to pick up on the meaning, but of

is Agnes doing?" he asks, micking her

her hands," Talia replies, holding up her hands

spells out his

Kota asks, attempting to replicate

and folding his fingers to make

A. See? KOTA,"

sign but very quickly forgets how to fold his

Agnes say?" he asks his

don’t know," Talia shrugs, my

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

a large chunk of

embarrass me and Agnes

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

a particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go

pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool

at a bag of multicolored balloons

with water balloons before," she laughs, her smile

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

***Natalia*** 

sensitive 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

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

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

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