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.

a wolf e-even

me another howl and settles back into his

he hisses, watching the steam rise from the

look up to see Talia walking towards

sleepy state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly

look! 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 her pup in her arms, kissing his

and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of

in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and shoves the

he beams at her, poking his finger into a pool

timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her

is an interesting taste,” she gags, taking

you use?” She asks me, the soft smile

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

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

“Taste it,”

nearly choke on my own

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

try this again,” she teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar and handing

the exchange, sparks tingling up my

creeps up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand away to tuck some

to

with the milk and

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

whisk the wet ingredient together,

flour and baking

of failure collide in

teases, and I shove him away to

reach for the jar of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of

Talia and Kota, afraid to move

Zane,” Kota gasps, breaking

time!” he

chair and scurries into the closet to grab a

struggles to maneuver the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the

helpful little tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor, making an even bigger

“It’s okay Kota,”

the

“I’ll sweep.”

hands behind my back and remain in the corner, not

Zane,” Kota says,

“Accidents happen.”

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

hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her, my

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

me,” she murmurs, warm sparks tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine,

her soothing touch and my racing heart finally calms

me, Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously

you some more flour,” she whispers, her own heart pounding in her

trust you’ll find the sugar

making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as

the table and I

getting along

back, groaning

Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at me

my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs

to pick up on the meaning, but of course,

he

Talia replies,

spells out his

did you say?” Kota asks, attempting to replicate

replies, grabbing his hands and folding

T, A.

best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold

did Agnes say?” he asks

know,” Talia shrugs, my face turning bright

She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together

head at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into

suspiciously at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass

the clinic, leaving

hot day so Talia suggests we

to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and

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

with water balloons before,” she laughs, her

we’ll just have to fix that.” She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at

***Natalia***

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 for a pair

to the kitchen where I find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a

bright shade of red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly

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