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 his head

the steam rise from the

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

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

look! We

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

I hurriedly

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

his finger into a pool

sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and

gags, taking the plate and throwing

use?" She asks me,

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

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

"Taste it,"

choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of sugar actually

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

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up my

up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand away

to

with the milk

him on the

of them whisk the wet ingredient together, Talia

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

of failure collide in

salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him

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

at Talia and

Kota gasps,

time!"

chair and scurries

around it as he pushes

the flour all over the floor, making an

"It’s okay Kota,"

the broom

"I'll sweep."

my back and remain in

okay, Zane," Kota says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

realize she's right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and

ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her, my cheeks flushing in

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

over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my hands might disgust her, but

stop trembling with her soothing touch

as she touched me, Talia pulls

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

you'll find the

waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia

to the table and I proudly serve her a very fluffy

along much better,"she signs,yet?" she

back, groaning

okay?" Talia asks, raising an

Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing

seem to pick up on the meaning, but of course,

he

hands," Talia replies,

She spells out his

did you say?" Kota asks, attempting

said KOTA," Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make the four

T, A. See? KOTA," she

quickly forgets

did Agnes say?" he asks

know," Talia shrugs, my face

mean?" She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together so they

a large chunk

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

at the clinic, leaving the three

day so Talia suggests

walk down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie

multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal

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

to fix that." She grabs five packs of the

***Natalia*** 

Kota in a 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 pair of shorts, a black tube top, and

basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out

shade of red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly

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