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

me another howl and settles back into his

the steam rise from

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

she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a

look! We made

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

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

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

his finger into a pool of syrup and licking

swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste

gags, taking the

use?" She asks me, the soft smile still on

powder in a jar sitting on the

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

"Taste it,"

nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the

hold back her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia

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

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling

up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand

coughs to

me with the milk

him on the chair for him to see over the

whisk the

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

of failure collide in my head, making

Grayson teases, and I shove him away

knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of

at Talia and Kota, afraid to move

oh, Zane," Kota

up time!" he

of his chair and scurries into the

wrapping both arms around it

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

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the

"I'll sweep."

and remain in the corner, not wanting to make any more

Zane," Kota says, tugging at my

"Accidents happen."

a smile on my 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,

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

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

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 and my racing

as she touched me, Talia pulls her

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

find the

teases me, my cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia serves him up

the table and I proudly serve her a very fluffy

you and Talia are getting along

back,

asks, raising

relentlessly with her kissing signs and

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

he asks, micking

her hands," Talia replies, holding up her hands

this." She spells out his

attempting to replicate

said KOTA," Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his

O, T, A.

but very quickly forgets how to fold

say?"

don’t know," Talia shrugs, my face turning bright

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

at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into my

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

working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with

suggests we go

down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool

of multicolored balloons attached to black

you've never played with water balloons before," she laughs, her smile widening when she realizes I

packs of the balloons and pays at the

***Natalia*** 

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

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 very likely ashamed of his

red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping

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