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

howl and settles back into his chair, resting his

he hisses, watching the

and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms

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

look! We

an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her pup in

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

it on a plate in front of Kota who smiles

at her, poking his finger into a pool of syrup

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

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

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

jar sitting on the counter and she sticks her

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

"Taste it,"

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

I join her.I

out the proper amount of sugar and handing it to

touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up my

Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair behind her

coughs to

with the

mother who sets him on the chair for him to see over the

whisk the wet ingredient together,

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

of failure collide in my head, making it hard

and I shove him away

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

at Talia and Kota, afraid to move

Kota gasps, breaking the

up time!" he

of his chair and scurries into the

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

helpful little tyke only spreads the flour all over the

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the

"I'll sweep."

my trembling hands behind my back and remain in

Zane," Kota says, tugging at my

"Accidents happen."

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

she whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her, my cheeks flushing in embarrassment at my own

the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She's not

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

touch and my racing heart finally

she touched me, Talia pulls her hand

whispers, her own heart pounding in her

trust you'll find the sugar this

making

the table and I proudly serve her a

are getting along much

back,

okay?" Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at

teasing me relentlessly with her kissing

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

doing?" he

speaking with her hands," Talia replies, holding up her hands

out

asks, attempting to

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

O, T, A. See? KOTA,"

his best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold

did Agnes say?" he asks

shrugs, my face turning

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

her, shoving a large chunk of

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

today from working at the clinic, leaving the three

day so Talia suggests we go outside for

walk down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases

bag of multicolored balloons

played with water balloons before," she

to fix that." She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the register, Kota jumping

***Natalia*** 

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

hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his

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

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