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

no mind to my imperfect speech, instead playing with his hands and grinning happily at me with no judgment in his

shouts, doing a happy dance and spinning his

thing about making pancakes but I would figure it out if

kitchen and search the cupboards until I find a box of pancake mix with instructions on the

I collect all the necessary ingredients and mix them all up in a bowl until

Kota hands me cooking spray so the pour out the batter.I leave it for a while,

burnt batter fills my

and

and I scowl

time flipping the pancake too early and spilling it into a shapeless mass all over the griddle.I want to give

out the batter

of sweat trickles down my brow as I slide the spatula

stops for a second when the pancake flips perfectly, revealing a

cheers and howls in delight and

him my perfect pancake and he eats it gingerly, giving me a thumbs up with his approval.I make a few more pancakes for

cutting up fruit, slicing up cheese, and making Kota a small

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

bags, I find a pen and notepad to write Talia a

my eyes and place

strolls in, looking absolutely beautiful with her hair tied up in a neat ponytail and

my blush

kiss her good

says

as a guardian at Kota’s school, otherwise

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

grabbing her keys and holding

counter and grab it as I pass by before handing it

for a

to me, refusing to meet my eyes.I gulp,

up and down my arms

as she might, she could not

prepare to leave, I can’t help but notice she’s still wearing the gold While out

one my mother used to wear

a second thought, knowing such a pretty bracelet could only belong to my

wear it like an informal mark claiming her

me staring at the bracelet, Talia rolls her eyes

to

“Can we go now?”

wanting to agitate her anymore, I run my thumb across the back of her hand

every so often to see a bird in the trees or to point at a snail on

is only two blocks from the house and before long, the sound of children playing in

turns to kiss his mom absentmindedly on the cheek before running to

my grip and leads

woman with

Mrs.Henry,” Talia

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

name is Zane White.” across it and begins filling out

relationship of the gentleman

Mrs.Henry asks.

Talia’s smile widens.