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 e-even great-er than

gives me another howl and settles back into his chair, resting his

hisses, watching the steam

and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms

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

We made

to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts

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

I place it on a plate in front of Kota who

taste our waffle," he beams at her, poking his finger into a pool of syrup and licking it

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

gags, taking the plate and throwing

umm...What sugar did you use?" She asks me, the soft smile still on her

to the white powder in a jar sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger inside to

sound making my heart soar.How could a laugh sound so

"Taste it,"

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 real jar

teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar and handing it

in the exchange, sparks tingling up my

creeps up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls

coughs to clear

with

to his mother who sets him on the chair for

the wet ingredient together, Talia

hands shake as I sift the flour and baking powder together,

thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it hard to

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

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

stare blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid to move an

Zane," Kota gasps,

up time!"

and scurries into the closet

around it as he

the helpful little tyke only spreads the flour

"It’s okay Kota,"

the broom

"I'll sweep."

back and remain in the corner, not wanting to

Zane," Kota says, tugging at

"Accidents happen."

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

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

kisses me on the nose, resting her

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

with her soothing touch

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

more flour," she whispers, her

you'll find

red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears

and

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

back,

raising an eyebrow at

relentlessly with

Talia doesn’t seem to pick up on the

doing?" he

hands," Talia replies, holding

spells out his name for

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

grabbing his hands and folding

T, A. See? KOTA," she

his best to sign but very quickly forgets how

say?" he asks

Talia shrugs, my face turning bright

her fingers and bringing her hands

a large chunk of waffle into

at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and

clinic, leaving the three

day so Talia suggests

drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen for

notices me staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal

with water balloons before," she

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

***Natalia*** 

dress him in a pair of shorts and flip flops, Kota very excited for a chance to play

our way down to the kitchen where I find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out

looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping the tangerine he’s

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