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.

be a wolf e-even

howl and settles back into his chair, resting his

watching the steam rise from the

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

heart nearly

We

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

hurriedly remove the hot waffle

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

poking his finger into a pool of syrup

smile curls on Talia's lips and she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from

taste," she gags, taking the plate and throwing

did you use?" She asks me, the soft

white powder in a jar sitting on the counter and she sticks her

sound making my heart soar.How could a laugh sound so

"Taste it,"

taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of sugar actually

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

she teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar and

touch in the exchange, sparks tingling

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

to

help me with the

happily skips over to his mother who sets him

them whisk the wet

I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly

thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it hard

the salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him away to the recess of my

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

Talia and Kota, afraid to move

Zane," Kota gasps, breaking the

time!"

chair and scurries

the tall handle, wrapping both arms around

tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor, making

"It’s okay Kota,"

chirps, taking the

"I'll sweep."

behind my back and remain in

says, tugging

"Accidents happen."

she's right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and she stops,

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

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

mine, tugging me over the

stop trembling with her soothing touch and

as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand

whispers, her own heart pounding in

find

attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling

to the table and I proudly serve

Talia are getting along much better,"she signs,yet?" she

sign back, groaning

okay?" Talia asks, raising an

nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs and wiggling

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

doing?" he asks,

hands," Talia replies,

She spells out his name for

Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs but

grabbing his hands and folding his

O, T, A. See? KOTA,"

tries his best to sign but very quickly forgets how

did Agnes say?"

Talia shrugs, my face turning

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

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

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

from working at the clinic,

particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go

walk down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen for

at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks

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

to 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 very excited for a chance to play with

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

he looks at me and he becomes visibly

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