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

howl and settles back into his chair, resting his

he hisses, watching the steam rise

suddenly make their way down the stairs and I look up to

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

look! We made

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

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

front

beams at her, poking his finger into a pool of syrup

swallows with great difficulty and smacks

is...That is an interesting taste," she gags, taking the

use?" She asks me, the soft smile

in a jar sitting on

laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How could a laugh

"Taste it,"

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

make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia

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

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up my

blush creeps up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair

coughs to

with the milk and

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

whisk the

flour and baking powder together,

collide in my

I shove him away

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

and

Kota

up time!" he

scurries into the closet to grab

tall handle, wrapping both arms around

the helpful little tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor, making an even

"It’s okay Kota,"

the broom

"I'll sweep."

and remain in the corner, not wanting

Kota says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

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

have flour in your hair," 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

toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She's not Dad, Grayson sighs.She’s not

when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging

soothing touch and my racing heart finally calms

suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away

whispers,

trust you'll find the sugar this

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

to the table and I proudly serve her a very

along much better,"she signs,yet?" she

sign back, groaning

okay?" Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at

nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her

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

he asks, micking her

replies, holding up her hands to

She spells out his name for

Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs

and folding

O, T, A. See?

best to sign but very quickly forgets how to

did Agnes say?" he asks his

don’t know," Talia shrugs, my face

this mean?" She asks, pinching her fingers

head at her, shoving a large

eyes suspiciously at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack

today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us

hot day so Talia suggests we go

where Talia purchases a

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

tell me you've never played with water balloons before," she laughs, her smile widening when she realizes

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

***Natalia*** 

to my darker complexion.I dress him in a pair of shorts and flip flops, Kota

basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t notice them,

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

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