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 wolf e-even great-er

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

hisses, watching the steam rise from

stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly

heart nearly skipping a beat at the mere

look! We

raises an eyebrow

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

I place it on a plate in front

he beams at her, poking his finger into a pool

when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her tongue

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

She asks me, the soft smile still on

point to the white powder in a jar sitting on the

up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How

“Taste it,”

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

sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real jar of sugar for us

again,” she teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar

in the exchange, sparks

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

coughs to clear

me with

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

the wet ingredient together, Talia

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

of failure collide in my head,

forget the salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him

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

Talia and

Kota gasps, breaking

time!” he

of his chair and scurries into the

tall handle, wrapping both arms around it

tyke only spreads the flour all over

“It’s okay Kota,”

the broom from

“I’ll sweep.”

behind my back and remain in the

Zane,” Kota says, tugging at my

“Accidents happen.”

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

on the nose, resting her head against my

murmurs, warm sparks tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my hands might disgust her, but she doesn’t

trembling with her soothing touch and my

Talia pulls

flour,” she whispers,

find

teases me, my cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling

and I proudly

are getting along much better,”she signs,yet?” she chuckles,

sign back,

raising

nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with

pick up on the

Agnes doing?” he asks, micking her

replies, holding up her hands

She spells out his name

Kota asks, attempting

grabbing his hands and folding

O, T, A.

but very quickly forgets how to fold his fingers and

Agnes say?”

know,” Talia shrugs, my

pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together so

at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into

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

clinic,

Talia suggests we go outside

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

at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks

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

the

***Natalia***

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

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

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

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