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 wolf e-even great-er
gives me another howl and settles back into his chair, resting his
watching the steam rise from
their way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly
her sleepy state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat at the mere sight
look! We made
greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at
timer on the waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of
the waffle, I place it on a plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and
her, poking his
on Talia’s lips and she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove
she gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle
She asks me, the soft smile still on her
white powder in a jar sitting on the counter and she
she bursts into laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How could a laugh
“Taste it,”
me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of sugar actually
her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while
out the proper amount of sugar and handing it to
exchange, sparks tingling
up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand
coughs to clear her
with the milk and
skips over to his mother who sets him on the chair for
whisk the wet ingredient together,
I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly
thoughts of failure collide in my head, making
shove him away to
of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of
and Kota, afraid
oh, Zane,” Kota gasps,
up time!” he
of his chair and scurries into the closet
the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it as
helpful little tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor, making
“It’s okay Kota,”
chirps, taking the
“I’ll sweep.”
remain in the corner, not
Zane,” Kota says,
“Accidents happen.”
jumping when I realize she’s right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and she stops,
have flour in your hair,” she whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her, my cheeks flushing
on the tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She’s not Dad, Grayson
sparks tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my hands
her soothing touch and my racing heart finally
suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her
more flour,” she whispers, her own heart pounding
you’ll find the sugar
red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally
the table and I
Talia are getting along much better,”she signs,yet?” she
back,
asks, raising
head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with
me, Talia doesn’t seem to pick up on the meaning,
he
speaking with her hands,” Talia replies, holding
She spells out his name for
say?” Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs but
Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to
A. See? KOTA,” she
sign but very quickly forgets how to
say?” he asks
Talia shrugs, my face turning
pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together so
my head at her, shoving a large chunk of
I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to take care
off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with
particularly hot day so Talia suggests we
walk down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie
of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal toys
balloons before,” she laughs, her smile widening when
the balloons and pays at the register, Kota jumping excitedly at her
***Natalia***
thick layer of sunscreen, his pale skin very sensitive to the sun compared 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
kitchen where I find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few
shade of red when he looks at me and
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