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.

a wolf e-even great-er

me another howl and settles back into his chair, resting his head on the

he hisses, watching the steam rise

look up to see Talia walking towards

state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart

We

raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her

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 to his

his finger into

when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to

interesting taste," she gags, taking the

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

sitting on the counter and she sticks

sound making my

"Taste it,"

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

contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real jar of sugar for

out the proper amount of

exchange, sparks tingling

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

to clear her

me with the

sets him on the chair for him to see over the

the wet ingredient together,

hands shake as I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling

overwhelming thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it hard to

forget the salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him away

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

and Kota, afraid

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking the

up time!" he

his chair and scurries into the closet to

struggles to maneuver the tall handle, wrapping both arms around

only spreads the flour

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom

"I'll sweep."

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

Zane," Kota says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and

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

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

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

with her soothing touch and

pulls her hand away and smiles nervously at

flour," she whispers, her own

trust you'll find the

me, my cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling

to the table and I proudly serve

along much better,"she signs,yet?"

back,

okay?" Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at

me relentlessly with her kissing signs

the meaning, but of

is Agnes doing?" he asks, micking her

Talia replies,

this." She spells out his

say?" Kota asks, attempting

hands and folding his fingers to make

T, A. See?

sign but very quickly forgets how

did Agnes say?"

know," Talia shrugs, my face turning bright

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

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

Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to

working at the clinic, leaving the

hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for

to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a

notices me staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks

before," she laughs, her smile widening when she

packs of the

***Natalia*** 

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

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

shade of red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping the tangerine he’s

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