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

howl and settles back into his chair, resting his head on

hisses, watching the steam rise from the

to see Talia walking

looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat

We

his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her pup in her arms, kissing his cheeks

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

on the waffle, I place it on a plate in front

poking his finger into

with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove

an interesting taste," she gags, taking

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

in a jar sitting on the

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

"Taste it,"

taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own

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 proper amount of sugar and handing it

exchange, sparks

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

coughs to

help me with the

sets him

of them whisk the

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

collide in

teases, and I shove him away to the recess of

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

at Talia and Kota,

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking

up time!"

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

handle, wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the

flour all over the floor, making

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the

"I'll sweep."

back and remain in the corner, not wanting to make any more

Kota says, tugging at

"Accidents happen."

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

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

stands on the tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She's

her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my hands might disgust her, but she doesn’t

trembling with her soothing touch and my racing heart finally

pulls her hand away and smiles nervously at

whispers, her own heart pounding in her

you'll find

burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling

way to the table and I proudly serve her

are getting along much better,"she signs,yet?" she chuckles, "Stop

sign back,

Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at me

nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly

up on the meaning,

Agnes doing?" he

hands," Talia replies, holding

this." She spells out his name

attempting to replicate her

replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make

T, A. See?

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

did Agnes say?" he

don’t know," Talia shrugs, my face

She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together so they

her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into my

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

off today from working at the clinic, leaving

suggests we

drugstore where Talia purchases

balloons attached to black

me you've never played with water balloons before,"

to fix that." She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the register, Kota jumping excitedly

***Natalia*** 

Kota in a thick layer of sunscreen, his pale skin very sensitive to the sun compared to my darker complexion.I dress him in a pair of shorts and

a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but

me and he becomes visibly

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