The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 30

Chapter 30: Mistakes
***Zanet**

My eyes flutter open to find Natalia nestled up by my side, her head resting on my shoulder and her nose buried in my neck.She drapes her left arm over my chest while tucking her left leg over my thigh.

To my right, I feel Kota curled up under my arm, snoring lightly in his sleep as he clutches his little wolf tightly to his chest.

For a moment, I remain perfectly still, afraid the mirage would fade away if I moved.

The sparks tingling across my body from Talia’s touch, however, make me realize I’m not dreaming at all, both my mate and our pup nestled safely in my arms.

This must be what heaven feels like… I tell myself as my heart beats uncontrollably in my chest.

It feels so natural to hold them in my arms, as if they were always meant to be with me.

Kota suddenly stirs, sitting up on his knees and glancing around the room in confusion.

Messy hairs stick out from his head and his pajamas are all rumpled and crooked.

He wipes his tired eyes and looks up at me with a grin.

“I’m hungry,” he yawns, stretching out his little arms.

He lays his head on my stomach and gives me puppy eyes.

“Can we make waffles, Zane?”

I smile at him, afraid to move and disturb Talia in her sleep.

It to me and then roll her to her side to free myself from her grasp.

My heart beats frantically as she stirs before she settles into her new spot comfortably, sighing contently in her sleep.

I help Kota brush his teeth and wash his face before we head into the kitchen where I spend a couple of minutes watching videos on my phone on how to make waffles.

Kota is practically dancing on his toes with excitement as I gather ingredients for his breakfast.

“Can I help you?” he asks eagerly, picking up a whisk with a cheeky grin.

“Auntie Gwen lets me help her.Can I please help you?”

His puppy eyes make it incredibly difficult to say no and I put a chair against the counter for him to stand on before placing the mixing bowl in front of him.

I hand measuring cups filled with ingredients to Kota, the little boy happily pouring them into the bowl and repeating the measurements out loud to me.

Placing my hand over his, I guide his little hand through the motion of whisking the ingredients together until we have a nice batter.

I pull out the waffle iron, staring at the infernal contraption until I finally figure out how to turn it on.

“Can I pour?” Kota asks as we both look at the iron.

I give him a measuring cup with some batter and steady him up over the counter while he pours.

“Oopsies…” he gasps as some of the batter spills over the counter.

“I’m sorry, Zane.” a beating and a week with no visits from Mom.

The little boy hides his batter covered fingers behind his back, unsure what my reaction will be to his mistake.I never want him to be afraid of me…

“I-It’s o-kay,” I smile, closing the iron and sitting Kota on the chair.I cup his cheeks, not wanting him to feel like he is in trouble for making a mistake.

“A-a-accidents happen. We j-just ha-have to c-clean it up, o-okay?”

I hand him a towel and help him wipe the counter, high-fiving him when the mess is all gone.

As I flip the waffle iron over to cook the other side, Kota taps me on my shoulder.

“Zane,” he says timidly, looking up at me with his large blue and brown eyes.

“Are you my daddy?”

My entire body stiffens but Grayson is more than willing to respond.Say yes, he grumbles.He belongs to us just as much as Talia.He’s ours.

The question, however, can only be answered by Talia.

“I- l-like you and your m-mommy very m-much,” I reply with a nervous smile.

“B-but I don’t know what I-I am to you yet.”

“I know what you are,” He giggles.

“You’re a wolf.”

He bursts out into a howl.

“Can I be a wolf like you?” I don’t want him to be a wolf like me…

A wolf who struggles to speak, a wolf who makes too many mistakes, a wolf who will inevitably always fail.

forehead.

be a

settles back into his chair, resting

hisses, watching the steam rise

stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards

sleepy state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat at

look! We made

and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her pup in

timer on the waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of the iron before it

place it on a plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it

our waffle,” he beams at her, poking his finger into a pool of syrup and

lips and she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from

is…That is an interesting taste,” she gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle in

asks me, the soft smile

the white powder in a jar sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger inside to

face scrunches up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How could a

“Taste it,”

choke

and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real jar of sugar for

again,” she teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar and

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling

on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand away to tuck

she coughs to

help me with the milk

him on the chair for

of them whisk the

baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about messing

in

the salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him away to the recess of

of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud

stare blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid to move an

Zane,” Kota gasps, breaking the

up time!”

out of his chair and scurries into the

arms around it as he pushes the broom in

flour all

“It’s okay Kota,”

taking the

“I’ll sweep.”

hands behind my back and remain in the corner, not

okay, Zane,” Kota says, tugging at

“Accidents happen.”

on my face and look over at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she’s

hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her,

of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She’s

my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the

soothing touch and my racing

as suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and

she whispers, her

you’ll find the

me, my cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling

makes her way to the table and I proudly serve her a very fluffy

and Talia are getting along much better,”she signs,yet?” she chuckles,

back,

okay?” Talia asks, raising

my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs and wiggling

pick up on the

Agnes doing?” he asks,

her hands,” Talia replies,

this.” She spells out his name

Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs

hands and folding his fingers to make

T, A. See? KOTA,”

but very quickly forgets how to fold his fingers and

Agnes say?” he asks

shrugs, my

asks, pinching her fingers

head at her, shoving a large chunk

embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to take care of baby

is off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with

particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go

to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and

multicolored balloons attached to black

balloons before,” she laughs, her smile widening

have to fix that.” She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the

***Natalia***

to my darker complexion.I dress him in a pair of shorts and flip flops, Kota very excited for a chance to play with water.I don’t have a bathing suit so I opt for a pair of shorts, a black tube

plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t notice them, knowing he is very likely

of red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly

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