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

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

watching the steam rise from the

and I look up to see Talia walking towards us,

sleepy state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat at the mere

look! We

greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as

the waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot

the waffle, I place it on a plate in front of

he beams at her, poking his finger into a

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 taste from her tongue buckle from the pressure of

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

umm…What sugar did you use?” She asks me, the soft smile still on her

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

as she bursts into laughter, the sound making

“Taste it,”

the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar

can’t hold back her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia

measuring out the proper amount of sugar and

the exchange, sparks

on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her

to clear her

help me with

mother who sets him on the chair for him

the wet ingredient together,

I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly

collide in my head, making it hard to

forget the salt, Grayson teases, and I shove

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

Talia and

Zane,” Kota gasps,

time!” he

out of his chair and scurries into the closet

arms around it as

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

“It’s okay Kota,”

chirps, taking the broom from

“I’ll sweep.”

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

Zane,” Kota says, tugging at

“Accidents happen.”

nearly jumping when I realize she’s right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily

up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her, my cheeks

kisses me on the

mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost

stop trembling with her soothing touch

pulls her hand

you some more flour,” she whispers, her own

trust you’ll find

at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling

to the table and I proudly serve her

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

sign back,

okay?” Talia asks, raising an eyebrow

relentlessly with her kissing signs and

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

is Agnes doing?” he asks, micking her

hands,” Talia replies, holding up her hands

She spells out

say?” Kota asks, attempting to

and folding his fingers

T, A. See? KOTA,”

to sign but very quickly forgets how

Agnes say?” he

don’t know,” Talia shrugs,

asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together so they

my head at her, shoving a large

at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off

from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with

hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for

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

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

me you’ve never played with water balloons before,” she laughs, her smile widening when

that.” She grabs five packs of the

***Natalia***

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

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

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

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