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

into his chair, resting his head on

watching the

down the stairs and I look up to see Talia

sleepy state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a

We

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

the waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly remove

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

poking his finger into a pool of syrup and licking it

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 her

is an interesting taste,” she gags, taking the

did you use?” She asks me, the soft smile

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

into laughter, the sound

“Taste it,”

taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I

hold back her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the

teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar and handing it

the exchange, sparks tingling up

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

she coughs to clear

help me with the

him on the

the wet ingredient together, Talia

I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very

overwhelming thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it hard

Grayson teases, and I shove him away to the

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

stare blankly at Talia and

Zane,” Kota gasps, breaking

time!”

scurries into the

arms around it as he pushes the broom in a

tyke only spreads the flour all

“It’s okay Kota,”

the broom

“I’ll sweep.”

my trembling hands behind my back and remain in the

Zane,” Kota says, tugging at my

“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, a look

another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at

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

hand over mine, tugging me over the

with her soothing touch

suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously at

she whispers, her own heart pounding

trust you’ll find the sugar this

burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally

and I proudly serve her

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

sign back, groaning

raising an eyebrow at me

head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs and

up on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota wants to

doing?” he

her hands,” Talia replies, holding up her

this.” She spells out his name for

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

hands and folding his fingers to make the four

A. See?

to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold his fingers

did Agnes say?”

shrugs, my face

asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her

shake my head at her, shoving a large

I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me

from working at the clinic, leaving

Talia suggests we go outside for some fun

down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases

bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in

never played with water balloons before,” she laughs, her smile widening

grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the register, Kota jumping excitedly at her

***Natalia***

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 for a

Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I

at me and he becomes visibly flustered,

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