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

into his chair,

he hisses, watching the steam rise from the

and I look up to see Talia

heart nearly

look! We made

of the chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me

the waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of

I place it on a plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and shoves the plate

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

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 the taste from her tongue buckle from the pressure of

interesting taste,” she gags, taking

sugar did you use?” She asks me, the soft smile

in a jar sitting on the counter and she sticks her

up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making

“Taste it,”

me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of sugar actually contains

and I join her.I throw out the

she teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar and handing it to

exchange, sparks tingling up my

Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her

she coughs to

me with

his mother who sets him on the chair for him to

of them whisk the wet ingredient together, Talia

the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious

thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it hard

teases, and I shove him away

reach for the jar of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of flour puffing

and Kota, afraid to move an

Zane,” Kota gasps, breaking

up time!”

climbs out of his chair and scurries into the closet to grab a

maneuver the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the broom in a

tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor, making an even

“It’s okay Kota,”

chirps, taking the broom

“I’ll sweep.”

trembling hands behind my back and remain in the corner, not wanting

Kota says, tugging at

“Accidents happen.”

jumping when I realize she’s right in front of me

another cloud of flour filling the

kisses me on the nose, resting

sparks tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost

hands stop trembling with her soothing touch

pulls her

whispers, her own heart pounding in

trust you’ll find the

red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally

way to the table and I proudly serve her

are getting along much better,”she signs,yet?” she chuckles, “Stop

sign back,

Talia asks, raising

my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with

Talia doesn’t seem to pick up on the meaning, but of course,

doing?” he asks,

with her hands,” Talia replies, holding up her hands

She spells out

you say?” Kota asks, attempting to

and folding his fingers

T, A. See? KOTA,”

to sign but very quickly forgets

Agnes say?” he

Talia shrugs, my face turning

mean?” She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing

shake my head at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into my

her eyes suspiciously at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to take care

the clinic, leaving the three of us

day so Talia suggests we go outside for some fun

Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen for

balloons attached to black sticks in

balloons before,”

grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the register, Kota

***Natalia***

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

to the kitchen where I find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make

bright shade of red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping the tangerine he’s

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