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.

break- breakfast?” I ask him, my cheeks

his hands and

he shouts, doing a happy

please!”. I don’t know the first thing about making pancakes but I would figure

into the kitchen and search the cupboards until I find

all the necessary ingredients and mix them all up in a bowl

up a double burner griddle on the stove and Kota hands me cooking spray so 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

I rush to the griddle and

into laughter at the hideous pancake and I scowl at him as I

all over the griddle.I want to give up but Kota seems to be amused

breaths, I pour out the batter again, waiting patiently until

trickles down my brow as I slide the spatula under the pancake and lift up for the

second when the pancake flips perfectly, revealing

cheers and howls in delight and I can’t help but bow

it gingerly, giving me a thumbs up with his approval.I make a few more pancakes for Talia just

get to work packing his and Talia’s lunch, cutting up fruit, slicing up cheese,

BLT and pray to Moon Goddess that she won’t throw

paper bags, I find a pen and notepad to write Talia a little note with her

and place it in her lunch

tied up in a neat ponytail and her

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

rushes to meet his mother and kiss

good job,” she says nonchalantly, wiping some

get going though.I have to list you as a guardian at Kota’s school, otherwise they won’t let you take

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

grabbing her keys and holding Kota’s

grab it as

it for a moment before

her feet and sticks out her hand to me, refusing to meet my eyes.I gulp,

my arms and

she could not ignore

While out shopping yesterday, I came across a jewelry store and saw the bracelet in

the one my mother used to wear when I was

a second thought, knowing such

her wear it like an informal mark claiming her as

me staring at the bracelet, Talia rolls her eyes

to wear it,” She

“Can we go now?”

her anymore, I run my thumb across the back of her hand and pull

hums as he skips happily beside his mother, pausing every so often to see a bird in the trees or to point at a

two blocks from the house and before long, the sound of children

cheek before running

grip and

woman with thick spectacles

Mrs.Henry,” Talia smiles

new guardian for Dakota,” she says, pointing

Zane White.” across it and begins

relationship of the

Mrs.Henry asks.

Talia’s smile widens.