The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 14: Wingman Part 2

***Jane***

I gasp in fright when I wake up to a bucket of cold water being tossed on my face, Natalia smirking triumphantly at me as she stands by the side of the bed . I wipe the water from my eyes and realize it’s 6:45 am.

“Wake up sleepy head,” She chirps, already showered and dressed in a pair of teal medical scrubs.

“You have to wake up the gremlin and get him ready for school today.” I feel like a ton of bricks are sitting on my chest, my body still exhausted from the lack of sleep.I could not complain, however, knowing I had gotten away with murder by sharing the bed with her.

With great effort, I climb out of bed, my t-shirt clinging to my wet chest.

Talia giggles hysterically as I waddle past her, a part of me happy to see her having fun, even at my expense.

I head for the bathroom first to wipe off the water and brush my teeth before I waddle down the hall until I find Kota’s room.

There’s no response when I knock on the door so I slowly turn the knob and tip toe inside.I find Kota curled up in a ball, his dinosaur pajamas messily clinging to his tiny body.I sit on his bed and push back his hair, exposing his forehead.

He sleeps so peacefully, it feels like a crime to wake is it in silence for a moment, letting him enjoy a few more moments of blissful sleep.I could not explain why, but he made me feel so safe with just his presence, like nothing could disturb us.

He stirs slightly as I stroke his hair and even curls up closer to me.

Remembering my task however, I decide it’s time to wake him.I tap his shoulder and his cheeks but the boy only groans and swats at my hand.

Looking around the room to ensure we are truly alone, I lean close to his ear.

My mouth hangs open for a second before I finally find my voice.

“K-Kota,” I hiss, feeling my heart race in fear Talia would come in and hear me speak.

I tap his cheek frantically.

“K-Kota.P-please wa-wake up…”

“Five more minutes,” he groans, squeezing his eyes tightly.

Unsure what else to do, I wiggle my fingers down his sides and he screams with laughter, kicking his legs about.He writhes against the tickles until he finally sits up.

“G-good morning, K-Kota,” I whisper so quietly, he doesn’t hear me over his own laughter.

“Hi, Zane!” he laughs, cupping my cheeks in his small hands.

He squishes my face, genuinely happy to see me and throws his head back in laughter.

“Hi, Zane!” I stare at his pretty eyes and feel my body relax.

“H-hi K-Kota.”

“H-hi,” chuckle, ruffling up his hair.

“Hi!” he squeals, jumping into my lap.

I find his game amusing and carry on for another 10 hellos before I throw the pup over my shoulder and take him to the bathroom.I help him wash his face, brush his teeth for him, and even put together a simple outfit that I hope is to Talia’s liking.

He insists on combing his own hair but as I watch him struggle, he finally hands me the comb and lets me comb his hair.

Pleased with my work, I crouch down to his level and offer him a toothy grin that he reciprocates.

you like for bre- break- breakfast?” I ask him, my cheeks flushing at

no mind to my imperfect speech, instead playing with his hands and grinning happily

shouts, doing a happy dance

I don’t know the first thing about making pancakes but I would figure it out if it

cupboards until I find a box of pancake mix

and mix them all up in a bowl until I get a nice thin batter

the pour out the batter.I leave it for a while, searching the cabinets for Kota’s plates and cups sol can pour out a

burnt batter fills

to the griddle and flip the pancake, revealing a charred

the hideous pancake and I scowl

over the griddle.I want to give up but Kota seems to be amused by my lack

pour out the

as I slide the spatula under the pancake and lift up for the

the pancake flips perfectly, revealing a

in delight and I can’t help but bow for

a thumbs up with his approval.I make a few more pancakes for Talia just in case she wishes

lunch, cutting up fruit, slicing up cheese,

and pray to Moon

packed into small paper bags, I find a pen and notepad to write Talia a little note with

that, Grayson says as he troll my eyes and

looking absolutely beautiful with her hair tied up in a neat

keep her from seeing my blush and force myself to focus on anything else to slow my racing

to meet his mother and kiss

says nonchalantly, wiping

have to list you as a guardian at Kota’s school, otherwise they won’t let you

change into a t-shirt and jeans and comb my hair.By the time I finish, Talia has already placed Kota’s

her keys and holding Kota’s

counter and grab it as I pass by before

a

to me, refusing to

sparks tingle up and down my arms

as she might, she

out shopping yesterday, I came across a jewelry store

my mother used to wear when I

such a

my heart soar to see her wear it like an informal mark claiming her

at the bracelet, Talia

asked me to wear it,” She

“Can we go now?”

thumb across the back of her hand and pull

he skips happily beside his mother, pausing every so often to see a bird in the

two blocks from the house and before long, the sound

mom absentmindedly on the cheek

grip and leads me into

woman

Talia

register a new guardian for Dakota,” she says, pointing

across it

the relationship of the

Mrs.Henry asks.

Talia’s smile widens.