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.

y-you will be a wolf e-even great-er than

and settles back into his chair, resting his

he hisses, watching the steam

look up to see Talia walking towards us, her

sleepy state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a

We

climbing out of the chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in

goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle

waffle, I place it on a plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it

he beams at her, poking his finger into a pool of syrup and

with great difficulty and smacks her lips

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

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

jar sitting on the counter and she

face scrunches up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making

"Taste it,"

me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of sugar actually contains

I join her.I throw out

teases, measuring out the proper amount of

in the exchange, sparks

pulls her hand away to

she coughs to

help me with the milk and

over to his mother who sets him

whisk the wet ingredient together, Talia

flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very

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

and I shove him away to the recess of

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

Talia and Kota, afraid to move

oh, Zane," Kota gasps, breaking the

up time!"

his chair and scurries into the closet to grab

around

the helpful little tyke only spreads the flour all over

"It’s okay Kota,"

the broom from

"I'll sweep."

behind my back and remain in the corner, not wanting

okay, Zane," Kota says,

"Accidents happen."

face and 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

into my hair and ruffling it up, another

tips of her toes and kisses me on the

she murmurs, warm sparks tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine,

soothing touch and my racing heart finally

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

some more flour," she whispers, her own heart

trust you'll find

me, my cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota

the table and I proudly serve her a very fluffy

see you and Talia are getting along much better,"she

back, groaning

okay?" Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at

my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs

the meaning, but

Agnes doing?" he asks,

with her hands," Talia replies, holding up her

spells out his name

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

hands and folding his fingers to make

T, A. See? KOTA," she

best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold

Agnes say?"

know," Talia shrugs, my face turning bright

She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands

at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into

embarrass me and Agnes

at the clinic,

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

pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen for

a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal

played with water balloons before," she laughs, her smile widening when

we'll just have to fix that." She grabs five packs of the balloons and

***Natalia*** 

the sun compared to my darker complexion.I dress him in a pair of shorts and flip flops, Kota very excited for a chance

find Zane 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 them,

of red when he looks at me and he

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