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

gives me another howl and settles back into his chair,

he hisses, watching the

and I look up to see Talia

her sleepy state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat at the mere sight of

We made

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

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

plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and

he beams at her, poking his finger

and she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her tongue buckle from the pressure

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

umm...What sugar did you use?" She asks me, the soft smile still

jar sitting on the counter

up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How

"Taste it,"

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

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

the

exchange, sparks tingling up my

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

coughs to clear

help me with the milk

happily skips over to his mother who sets him

of them whisk the wet ingredient together,

sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling

failure collide in my head, making it hard

Grayson teases, and I shove him away to

of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of flour

Talia and Kota,

Zane," Kota gasps,

up time!" he

scurries into the closet to grab a

arms around

the helpful little tyke only spreads the flour all over

"It’s okay Kota,"

taking the broom

"I'll sweep."

and remain in

says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she's right in front of me

it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her, my cheeks flushing in

the tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose,

her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my

touch and my racing

touched me, Talia pulls her hand away

more flour," she whispers, her own heart pounding

find the sugar this

me, my cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making

way to the table and I proudly

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

sign back,

raising an eyebrow at

relentlessly

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

doing?" he asks,

Talia replies, holding up her hands

She spells out

asks, attempting to replicate her signs

his hands and folding his fingers to make the

T, A. See? KOTA,"

very quickly forgets how

say?" he asks his

Talia shrugs, my face

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

her, shoving a large

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

the clinic, leaving

hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for

drugstore where Talia purchases a

at a bag of multicolored balloons attached

never played with water balloons before," she laughs, her smile widening when she realizes

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

***Natalia*** 

in a pair of shorts and flip flops, Kota very excited

down to the kitchen where I find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out

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

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