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.

for bre- break- breakfast?” I

hands and grinning happily at me with no judgment in his blue and

a happy dance and

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

search the cupboards until I find a

all up in a bowl until I get a

so the pour out the batter.I leave it for a while, searching the cabinets for Kota’s plates

of burnt batter fills my

I rush to the griddle and flip the

at the hideous pancake and I scowl at him as I toss

again, this time flipping the pancake too early and 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

I pour out the batter again,

my brow as I slide the spatula

a second when the pancake flips

delight and I

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

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

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

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

and place it in her lunch anyways, knowing she would hate me no matter what I

beautiful with her hair tied up in a neat

from seeing my blush and force

to meet his mother and kiss her good morning, Talia inspecting

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

as a guardian at Kota’s

t-shirt and jeans and comb my hair.By

her

grab it as

stares at it for a moment before reluctantly taking

her hand to me, refusing to meet my eyes.I gulp, wiping my clammy hand on my jeans and taking

tingle up and down my arms and I

as she might, she could not ignore our

the gold While out shopping yesterday, I came across a jewelry store

one my mother used to wear when I was

such a

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

staring at the bracelet,

asked me to wear

“Can we go now?”

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

mother, pausing every so often to see a

and before long, the sound of children playing in the playground fills the

the cheek before running to

grip and

tall, slender woman with

Mrs.Henry,” Talia smiles

register a new guardian for Dakota,” she

Zane White.” across it and begins filling

is the relationship of the gentleman

Mrs.Henry asks.

Talia’s smile widens.