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 e-even great-er

me another howl and settles back into

the steam rise

their way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly as she

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

We made

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

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

plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and shoves the

our waffle," he beams at her, poking his finger into a pool of

with great

gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle in

asks me, the soft

to the white powder in a jar sitting on the counter

as she bursts into laughter, the sound

"Taste it,"

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

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

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

exchange,

as she pulls her hand away to tuck

she coughs to

me with the milk

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

whisk the wet ingredient

sift the flour and baking

in my

shove him away to

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

Talia and Kota, afraid to

Kota gasps,

up time!" he

climbs out of his chair and scurries into the closet to grab

tall handle, wrapping both arms around it as he

tyke only spreads the flour all over the

"It’s okay Kota,"

the broom from

"I'll sweep."

hands behind my back and remain in

says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

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

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

and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against

she murmurs, warm sparks tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost

stop trembling with her soothing touch and

pulls her hand away and smiles nervously

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

you'll find the

third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia

and I proudly serve her a very

are getting along much better,"she signs,yet?" she chuckles, "Stop

back, groaning

raising an eyebrow at me

Agnes teasing me relentlessly

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

Agnes doing?" he

replies, holding up her hands

out

asks, attempting to

grabbing his hands and folding his fingers

O, T, A.

his best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold his fingers

say?" he asks his

Talia shrugs,

asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands

head at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into my

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

today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of

Talia suggests we go outside

drugstore where Talia purchases

balloons attached to black sticks

balloons before," she laughs, her smile

She grabs five packs of the

***Natalia*** 

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

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

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

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