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.

will be a wolf

back into his

the steam rise from the

down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking

looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly

We made

climbing out of the chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts

hurriedly remove the hot waffle

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

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

when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her

is an interesting taste,” she gags, taking the

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

jar sitting on the counter

laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How could a

“Taste it,”

taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I

and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while

measuring out the proper amount of sugar and handing it to

in the exchange, sparks

cheeks as she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair behind

she coughs to clear her

with the

happily skips over to his mother who sets him

them whisk the wet ingredient

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

thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it

teases, and I shove

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

at Talia and Kota, afraid to

Zane,” Kota

up time!”

scurries into the closet

the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it as he

the flour all

“It’s okay Kota,”

the broom from

“I’ll sweep.”

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

Kota says,

“Accidents happen.”

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

hair,” she whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her,

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

hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my hands might

touch

touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and

flour,” she whispers,

you’ll find the sugar this

waffle making

and I proudly serve

getting along much better,”she signs,yet?”

sign back,

Talia asks, raising an eyebrow

teasing me relentlessly with

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

is Agnes doing?” he asks, micking her

replies, holding up her hands

She spells out his name

you say?” Kota asks, attempting to

his hands and folding his fingers to make

A. See? KOTA,” she

best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold his fingers and

Agnes say?” he asks his

know,” Talia shrugs,

mean?” She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together so they

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

best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the

from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with nothing

so Talia suggests we go outside for some fun

down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool

staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to

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

of the

***Natalia***

compared to my darker complexion.I dress him in a pair of shorts and flip

to the 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 them, knowing

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

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