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

me another howl and settles back into his

hisses, watching the steam

the stairs and I look up to

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

look! We

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

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

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

waffle,” he beams at her, poking his finger into a pool of syrup and

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

interesting taste,” she gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle

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

sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger inside to

up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my

“Taste it,”

jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke

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

the

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks

she pulls

coughs to clear

with the milk

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

the wet ingredient together, Talia

the flour and baking powder together, suddenly

collide in my head, making

salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him away to

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

stare blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid to move an

oh, Zane,” Kota gasps,

time!” he

scurries

the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the broom in

tyke only spreads the flour all over the

“It’s okay Kota,”

taking the broom from

“I’ll sweep.”

my trembling hands behind my back and remain in the corner,

Kota says, tugging

“Accidents happen.”

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 of sadness in her

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

her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her

timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away,

with her soothing touch and my

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

you some more flour,” she whispers,

find the sugar

red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia serves him up

makes her way to the table and I proudly serve her a very

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

sign back,

Talia asks, raising an

relentlessly with her kissing signs

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

doing?” he

speaking with her hands,” Talia replies, holding up her

out his

say?” Kota asks, attempting to replicate her

Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers

T, A. See?

best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold his fingers and

did Agnes say?” he asks his

don’t know,” Talia shrugs, my face turning

her fingers and bringing

at her, shoving a large chunk

but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to

off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of

particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for some

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

balloons

me you’ve never played with water balloons before,” she

She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the

***Natalia***

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 for a pair of shorts, a black

shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his

he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping the tangerine he’s

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