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.

y-you will be a wolf

and settles back into his

he hisses, watching the

I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly as she

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

We

and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at

I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of the

plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and shoves the plate to

poking his finger into a pool of syrup and

a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her

is an interesting taste,” she gags, taking the plate

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

sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger inside

sound making my heart soar.How could a

“Taste it,”

choke on my own cough when I

her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia

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

exchange, sparks tingling up

blush creeps up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls

to clear

with the milk

him on the chair for him to see over the

the

hands shake as I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about

thoughts of failure collide in my

Grayson teases, and I shove him away

salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of

at Talia and Kota, afraid

Kota gasps, breaking the

up time!” he

out of his chair and scurries into the closet to grab

wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the broom in

flour

“It’s okay Kota,”

the broom

“I’ll sweep.”

my back and remain

okay, Zane,” Kota says, tugging

“Accidents happen.”

realize she’s right in

have flour in your hair,” she whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour

and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She’s not Dad, Grayson sighs.She’s not

my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine,

trembling with her soothing touch and

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

more flour,” she whispers, her own heart

find

third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling

her way to the table and I proudly

getting along much

sign back, groaning

asks, raising

relentlessly with her kissing signs

for me, Talia doesn’t seem to pick up on the

is Agnes doing?” he

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

She spells out his name

say?” Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs but

KOTA,” Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his

O, T, A. See? KOTA,”

best to sign but very quickly forgets how

did Agnes say?” he asks his

Talia shrugs, my face turning

her fingers and bringing her hands together so they

my head at her, shoving a large chunk of

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

today from working at the clinic, leaving the three

a particularly hot day so Talia suggests

down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and

notices me staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal toys

tell me you’ve never played with water balloons before,” she laughs, her smile widening

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

***Natalia***

a 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

kitchen where I find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t notice

turns a bright shade of red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping

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