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, resting his head on

watching the

I look up to see Talia walking

beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat at the

look! We made

an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her pup in her arms,

off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of the

and syrup on the waffle, I place it on a plate in front

our 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

gags, taking the plate and throwing the

did you use?” She asks me, the soft

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

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

“Taste it,”

jar towards 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 Talia locates the real jar of

measuring out the proper amount of sugar and handing it

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up

cheeks as she pulls

coughs to

with

his mother who sets him on the chair for him to see over

whisk the wet ingredient

as I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling

failure collide in my head, making

I shove

salt, I accidentally knock over my

Talia and Kota, afraid to move an

Zane,” Kota gasps, breaking

time!”

and scurries into

both arms around it as he pushes the broom in

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

“It’s okay Kota,”

the broom from

“I’ll sweep.”

my back and remain in the corner, not wanting to

Kota says, tugging at

“Accidents happen.”

mate, nearly jumping when I realize she’s right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and she stops, a look of sadness in her

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

on the tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my

she murmurs, warm 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 might disgust her,

touch and

Talia pulls her hand away and

whispers,

find the sugar

third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily

and I proudly serve her a very fluffy

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

back, groaning

raising

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

to pick up on the meaning,

doing?” he

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

spells out his name

say?” Kota asks, attempting to

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

T, A. See?

sign but very quickly forgets how

say?” he asks

Talia shrugs, my face turning

fingers and bringing her hands together

head at her, shoving a large

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

at the clinic, leaving the three of

a particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for

drugstore where Talia purchases a

bag of multicolored balloons attached to

water balloons before,” she laughs, her smile widening when she realizes I

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

***Natalia***

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

make our way down 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

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

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