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 e-even

into his chair, resting his head

watching the steam rise from the

stairs and I look up to see Talia

incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat

look! We made

the chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her pup in her arms, kissing his

off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of the iron before it

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

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

small smile curls 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

an interesting taste,” she gags, taking the plate and throwing

use?” She asks me, the

in a jar sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger inside to

as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How could a laugh

“Taste it,”

and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize

Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates

again,” she teases, measuring out the

in the exchange, sparks tingling up

as she pulls her

coughs to clear

help me with the milk

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

them whisk the wet ingredient

baking powder together, suddenly

failure collide in my head, making

Grayson teases, and I shove him away to the recess

knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of

and Kota, afraid to

oh, Zane,” Kota

up time!” he

chair and scurries into the closet to grab

arms around

the helpful little tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor,

“It’s okay Kota,”

taking the

“I’ll sweep.”

trembling hands behind my back and remain in

okay, Zane,” Kota says, tugging

“Accidents happen.”

when I realize she’s right in front of me

another cloud of

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

when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my hands might disgust her, but she doesn’t let

with her soothing touch

she touched me, Talia pulls

she whispers, her own

trust you’ll find the sugar this

making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia serves him

and I

you and Talia are getting along much

back,

raising an eyebrow

Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs and

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

doing?” he asks, micking

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

She spells out his

did you say?” Kota asks, attempting to replicate

his hands and folding his fingers

T, A. See? KOTA,”

very quickly forgets how to fold his

did Agnes say?”

don’t know,” Talia shrugs, my face turning bright

asks, pinching her fingers and bringing

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

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

at the clinic, leaving the three of

day so Talia suggests we go outside for some fun

walk down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a

a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal

balloons before,” she

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

***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 bathing suit so I

find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars

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

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