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.

will be a wolf

another howl and settles back into his chair, resting his

watching the

their way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking

state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly

look! We

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

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

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

poking his finger into a pool of syrup and licking

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

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

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

in a jar sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger inside

face scrunches up as she bursts into laughter, the sound

“Taste it,”

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

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

she teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar and

in the exchange, sparks tingling

she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair

she coughs to clear her

with the milk and

sets him on the chair

two of them whisk the wet ingredient

and baking

of failure collide in

the salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him away to

my bowl of

and Kota, afraid to move an

Zane,” Kota gasps, breaking the

time!” he

and scurries into the

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

little tyke only spreads the flour all

“It’s okay Kota,”

taking the

“I’ll sweep.”

my back and remain in the corner, not

okay, Zane,” Kota says, tugging at my

“Accidents happen.”

realize she’s right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and she

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

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

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

with her soothing touch and

pulls her hand away and smiles

flour,” she whispers, her own heart pounding in

find the

third attempt at waffle making finally

and I

and Talia are getting along much

sign back,

okay?” Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at me

head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her

to pick up on the

he asks,

with her hands,” Talia replies, holding up

spells out

say?” Kota asks, attempting to replicate her

KOTA,” Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to

T, A.

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

did Agnes say?” he

know,” Talia shrugs, my face

her fingers and bringing

her, shoving a large chunk of waffle

best efforts to embarrass

off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us with nothing

a particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for some fun

drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and

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

with water balloons before,” she laughs, her smile widening when she realizes

five packs of the balloons and pays at the

***Natalia***

guest house, I coat Kota in a thick layer of sunscreen, his pale skin very sensitive to 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

way down to the kitchen where I find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but

turns a bright shade of red when he looks at me

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