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

me another howl and settles back into his chair, resting his head on

watching the steam rise from

their way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching

incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping

We

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

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

plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly

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

she gags, taking the

asks me,

a jar sitting on

as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my

“Taste it,”

towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough

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

measuring out the proper amount

exchange, sparks tingling up

she pulls her hand

to clear her

help me with

sets him

two of them whisk the

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

in my head, making it hard to

shove him away to the

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

and

Zane,” Kota gasps,

up time!” he

his chair and scurries into the closet

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

only spreads the flour all over the floor, making an

“It’s okay Kota,”

chirps, taking the broom from

“I’ll sweep.”

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

says, tugging

“Accidents happen.”

over at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she’s right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and she stops,

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

stands on the tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She’s not

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

trembling with her soothing touch and my

touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously

she whispers, her own heart pounding in

trust you’ll find the sugar this

teases me, my cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily

the table and I proudly serve her a very

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

sign back,

raising

nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with

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

he asks, micking her

Talia replies, holding up her

spells out his name for

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

Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding

O, T, A. See?

tries his best to sign but very quickly forgets how to

Agnes say?”

shrugs, my

this mean?” She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands

at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle

narrows her eyes suspiciously at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the

clinic, leaving the

day so Talia suggests we go outside for

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

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

with water balloons before,” she laughs, her smile widening when

have to fix that.” She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the register, Kota jumping excitedly

***Natalia***

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 a chance to play with water.I don’t have a bathing suit so I opt

and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t notice them, knowing he is

at me and he becomes visibly flustered,

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