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

and settles back into his

he hisses, watching the

make their way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly as she

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

look! We

an eyebrow at me

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

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

his finger into a

when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips

taking the plate and throwing the waffle in the

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

in a jar sitting on the counter

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

"Taste it,"

pushing the jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke

hold back her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out

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

exchange, sparks tingling

cheeks as she pulls

she coughs to

me with the

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

the

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

thoughts of failure collide in my head, making

teases, and I shove him away

salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry

stare blankly at Talia and

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking the

time!"

and scurries into the

struggles to maneuver the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it

spreads the flour all over the floor, making an

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

behind my back and remain in

okay, Zane," Kota says,

"Accidents happen."

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

another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at

and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She's not

timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my hands

soothing touch and my racing heart

Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously

get you some more flour," she whispers,

you'll find the sugar

my cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears

the table and

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

back, groaning

asks, raising an eyebrow

relentlessly with

up on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota

doing?" he asks, micking

speaking with her hands," Talia replies, holding up her hands to

this." She spells out his

you say?" Kota asks, attempting to

and

O, T, A. See?

very quickly forgets how to

did Agnes say?" he

shrugs, my face

fingers and

at her, shoving a large chunk of

despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the

the clinic, leaving the three of us with nothing to

a particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go

the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie

staring at a bag of multicolored balloons

before," she laughs,

She grabs five packs of the balloons and

***Natalia*** 

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 flip flops, Kota very excited for a chance to play with water.I don't have a bathing suit so I opt for a

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

at me and

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