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

gives me another howl and settles back into

watching the

their way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards

my heart nearly skipping

We made

the chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her

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

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

his finger into a pool of syrup and

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

an interesting taste," she gags, taking the

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

in a jar sitting on

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

"Taste it,"

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

make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia

she teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar

exchange,

pulls her hand away to tuck

she coughs to

help me with the milk and

his mother who sets him on the chair for him

of them whisk the

the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about messing

in my head,

Grayson teases, and I shove him away to

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

blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid to move

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking the

up time!"

out of his chair and scurries into the closet to

the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it as

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

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

hands behind my back and remain in the corner, not wanting

says, tugging at my

"Accidents happen."

nearly jumping when I realize she's right in front of me hand.I flinch

into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at

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

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

hands stop trembling with her soothing touch and my racing heart

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

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

find the sugar this

making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling

table and

you and Talia are getting along much better,"she signs,yet?" she

back,

raising an eyebrow

teasing me relentlessly with

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

he

her hands," Talia replies, holding up

out his

say?" Kota asks, attempting to replicate her

and folding

A. See? KOTA,"

very quickly forgets how to fold his fingers

did Agnes say?" he

Talia shrugs, my face

this mean?" She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands

shoving a large

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

clinic, leaving the three

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

drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool

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

tell me you've never played with water balloons before," she laughs, her

five packs of the balloons and pays

***Natalia*** 

sensitive to the sun compared to my darker complexion.I dress him in a pair of shorts and flip flops,

our way down to the kitchen where I 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, knowing he is

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

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