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

howl and settles back into his chair, resting his head

watching the steam rise from the

I look up to see Talia walking towards us,

looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat

look! We

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

iron goes off and I hurriedly remove

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 his

our waffle," he beams at her, poking his

heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her tongue buckle from

taste," she gags, taking the

She asks me,

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

scrunches up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making

"Taste it,"

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

and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates

try this again," she teases, measuring out the

in the exchange, sparks tingling

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

coughs to clear

with the milk and

mother who sets him on

two of them whisk the

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

in my head, making

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

accidentally knock over my

blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid

Kota

time!"

chair and scurries

tall handle, wrapping both arms around it as

little tyke only spreads the flour all

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

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

Kota says, tugging at my

"Accidents happen."

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 sadness in her

have flour in your hair," she whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I

the tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against

sparks tingling up 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

stop trembling with her soothing touch and my racing heart

as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously at

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

trust you'll find the sugar this

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

table and

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

back,

okay?" Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at

relentlessly with her kissing signs and

doesn’t seem to pick up on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota

Agnes doing?" he asks, micking

replies, holding up

this." She spells out his

say?" Kota asks, attempting

grabbing his hands and folding his

T, A. See?

very quickly forgets how to fold his

Agnes say?" he asks his

shrugs, my face turning bright

fingers and bringing her hands together so

head at her, shoving a

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

is off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with nothing

hot day so Talia suggests

where Talia

at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black

balloons before," she laughs, her

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

***Natalia*** 

a pair of shorts

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

me and he becomes visibly flustered,

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