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 e-even
into
he hisses, watching the
way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia
her sleepy state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a
look! We
greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in
goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out
on the waffle, I place it on a plate in front
her, poking his finger
on Talia’s lips and she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with
taste,” she gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle
you use?” She asks me, the soft smile
white powder in a jar sitting on the counter and
laughter, the sound
“Taste it,”
towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize
her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real jar of
the proper amount of
in the exchange, sparks tingling
up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her
to
with the milk
over to his mother who sets him on the chair for him
two of them whisk the wet ingredient
as I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly
overwhelming thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it
I shove him away to the recess of
my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of flour puffing in
blankly at Talia and Kota,
Zane,” Kota gasps, breaking
time!”
and scurries into the closet to grab
handle, wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the broom in
little tyke only spreads the flour all over
“It’s okay Kota,”
chirps, taking the broom from
“I’ll sweep.”
trembling hands behind my back and remain
Kota says,
“Accidents happen.”
she’s right in front of me hand.I flinch
hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I
her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She’s not Dad, Grayson sighs.She’s
she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away,
with her soothing touch and my racing
pulls her
more flour,” she whispers, her own heart pounding in her
you’ll find the
red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling
table and I proudly serve her
you and Talia are getting along much better,”she signs,yet?”
sign back, groaning
okay?” Talia asks, raising
nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing
up on the meaning, but
is Agnes doing?” he asks, micking her
Talia replies, holding up her hands to
this.” She spells out
say?” Kota asks, attempting to replicate her
replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make
A. See? KOTA,”
tries his best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold
say?” he asks his
Talia shrugs, my
this mean?” She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together so
at her, shoving a
efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to
clinic, leaving the three of us
suggests we go outside
where Talia purchases
a bag of multicolored balloons
with water balloons before,” she laughs, her smile widening when she
She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays
***Natalia***
skin very sensitive to the sun compared to my darker complexion.I dress him in a pair of shorts and
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
of red when he looks at me and
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