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

gives me another howl and settles back into his chair, resting

the

down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us,

state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly

look! We made

out of the chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her pup in her arms, kissing his

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

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

taste our waffle," he beams at her, poking his finger into a pool of syrup and licking

my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove

interesting taste," she gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle in

asks me, the soft smile still

on the counter and she sticks her

up as she bursts into laughter, the sound

"Taste it,"

sugar and nearly choke on

contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the

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

touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up

pulls

coughs to clear

help me with

him on the

whisk the wet

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

failure collide in my head, making it hard to

and I shove him away to the

my bowl of dry ingredients,

and Kota, afraid to

oh, Zane," Kota

time!"

climbs out of his chair and scurries into the

arms around

flour all over the floor, making

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom from

"I'll sweep."

behind my back and remain in the corner,

okay, Zane," Kota says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

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, a look of sadness in her

flour in your hair," she whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another

and kisses me on the nose, resting her head

mine, tugging me

touch and my racing

as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away

more flour," she whispers, her

you'll find the sugar this

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

makes her way to the table and I proudly serve her a very fluffy

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

sign back,

asks, raising an

head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs and

seem to pick up on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota wants to

Agnes doing?" he

hands," Talia replies,

this." She spells out

Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs

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

O, T, A. See? KOTA," she

but very quickly

Agnes say?" he asks

Talia shrugs, my

asks, pinching her fingers and bringing

her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into

breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes

is off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with

hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for some fun

pack drugstore where Talia

of multicolored balloons attached

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

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

***Natalia*** 

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

a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs

red when he looks at me

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