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

back into his chair, resting

the steam rise from

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

heart nearly skipping a beat at the mere sight

We made

greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at

goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out

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

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

a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and

an interesting taste," she gags, taking the plate and throwing

sugar did you use?" She asks me, the

on the counter and she sticks her finger inside to taste

she bursts into laughter, the sound

"Taste it,"

nearly choke on my

make Kota and I join her.I throw out

measuring out the proper

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up my

pulls

coughs to clear her

me with

sets him on the chair

two of them whisk the wet

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

of failure collide in my head, making it hard

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

for the jar of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a

Talia and Kota, afraid to

oh, Zane," Kota gasps, breaking

time!"

chair and scurries into the

to maneuver the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the broom in a

tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor, making an even bigger

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the

"I'll sweep."

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

says,

"Accidents happen."

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

whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling

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

me," she murmurs, warm sparks tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull

with her soothing touch and

she touched me, Talia pulls her

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

trust you'll find the

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

her way to the table and I proudly

and Talia are getting along much better,"she

sign back,

Talia asks, raising an eyebrow

teasing me relentlessly with

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

Agnes doing?" he asks, micking

Talia replies, holding up her hands to

She spells out his name

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

hands and folding his

O, T, A. See? KOTA,"

very quickly forgets how

did Agnes say?"

know," Talia shrugs, my

her fingers and

her, shoving a large

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

the clinic, leaving the three of us with nothing to

hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for some fun with

the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie

a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the

before," she laughs, her smile widening when

She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at

***Natalia*** 

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 pair of shorts, a black tube top, and some

a plain white t-shirt.I can make out

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

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