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.

I ask him, my cheeks flushing at my

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

doing a happy dance and

pancakes but I would figure it out

cupboards until I find a box of pancake

necessary ingredients and mix them all up in

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

the smell of burnt batter fills

and

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

spilling it into a shapeless mass all over the griddle.I want to give up but Kota seems to be amused by my lack of cooking skills and I decide to try

few deep breaths, I pour out the batter again,

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

heart stops for a second when the pancake

delight and

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

and Talia’s lunch, cutting up fruit, slicing up cheese, and

pray to Moon Goddess that she won’t throw it in

packed into small paper bags, I find a pen and

writing that, Grayson says as he troll my eyes and place it in her lunch anyways, knowing she would hate me no matter

her hair tied up in

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

and kiss her good morning, Talia

she says nonchalantly, wiping some syrup off

get going though.I have to list you as a guardian at Kota’s

and run to the room to change into a t-shirt and jeans and comb my hair.By the time I finish, Talia has already placed Kota’s dishes in the sink and stuffed the lunch

her keys and

grab it as I pass by before handing it to

for a moment before

her hand to me, refusing to meet

and down my arms and I feel her

she

to leave, I can’t help but notice she’s still wearing the gold While out shopping yesterday, I came across a jewelry store and saw the bracelet in the

reminded me of the one my mother used to wear when I was a

bought it without a second thought, knowing such a pretty bracelet

to see her wear it

staring at the bracelet, Talia rolls her

me to

“Can we go now?”

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

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

is short as the daycare building is only two blocks from the house and before long, the sound of children playing

to kiss his mom absentmindedly on the cheek

Talia pulls her hand from my grip and leads me into

woman with thick spectacles

Mrs.Henry,” Talia

new guardian for Dakota,” she says, pointing

Zane White.” across it and begins

of the gentleman to the

Mrs.Henry asks.

Talia’s smile widens.