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.

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

to my imperfect speech, instead playing with his hands and grinning happily at

happy dance

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

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

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

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

of burnt

I rush to the griddle and

hideous pancake and I scowl at him as I toss

shapeless mass all over the griddle.I want to give up but Kota seems

deep breaths, I pour out the batter again, waiting

slide the spatula under the pancake and lift up for

the pancake flips perfectly, revealing a golden brown

in delight and I can’t help but bow

it gingerly, giving me a thumbs up with his approval.I

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

and pray to Moon Goddess that

packed into small paper bags, I find a pen

he troll my eyes and place it in her lunch anyways, knowing she would

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

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

and kiss her good morning,

a good job,” she says nonchalantly, wiping some syrup off

you as a guardian at Kota’s school,

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

sighs, grabbing her keys and

see her lunch on the counter and grab it as I pass by before

stares at it for a

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

and down my arms and I feel her shiver

might, she could not ignore

she’s still wearing the gold While out shopping yesterday, I came across

reminded me of the one my mother used to

knowing such

wear it like an informal

at the bracelet, Talia rolls her

to wear it,” She

“Can we go now?”

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

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

building is only two blocks from the house and before

cheek before running

my grip and leads me into the building

tall, slender woman with thick spectacles

Mrs.Henry,” Talia

guardian for Dakota,” she

it and begins filling

relationship of the gentleman

Mrs.Henry asks.

Talia’s smile widens.