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
back into his chair, resting
the steam rise from
look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly as
she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart
look! We
greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at
on the waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of the iron
on a plate in front of
at her, poking his finger into a
she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove
an interesting taste,” she gags, taking the
sugar did you use?” She asks me, the soft smile still
a jar sitting on the counter and she sticks
the sound making my heart soar.How could a
“Taste it,”
the sugar and nearly choke
enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real jar
the proper amount of sugar and handing it
fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up my
on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand away
coughs to
help me with the milk and
skips over to his mother who sets him on the chair for him to
two of them whisk the
I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about
of failure collide in my head, making it
the salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him away to the recess of
jar of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry
at Talia and Kota, afraid
oh, Zane,” Kota gasps, breaking
time!” he
climbs out of his chair and scurries into
to maneuver the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it
the flour all over the floor, making an even
“It’s okay Kota,”
chirps, taking the
“I’ll sweep.”
my back and remain in the corner, not
says, tugging at
“Accidents happen.”
at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she’s right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and she stops, a
hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her,
on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She’s not Dad, Grayson sighs.She’s
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
soothing touch and
pulls her hand away
you some more flour,” she whispers, her own heart pounding in
trust you’ll find the sugar
attempt at waffle making finally
to the table and I proudly serve her a very fluffy
Talia are getting along much better,”she signs,yet?” she
back,
okay?” Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at me
me relentlessly
the meaning, but
is Agnes doing?” he asks, micking her
replies, holding up her
spells out
say?” Kota asks, attempting
and folding his fingers to make the
O, T, A.
his best to sign but very quickly forgets how to fold his
say?” he asks
know,” Talia shrugs, my face turning
her fingers and bringing her hands together so they
a
embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to
working at the clinic, leaving
suggests we go outside for
to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie
a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal toys
balloons before,” she laughs, her smile widening when she realizes
packs of the balloons and pays at the register, Kota jumping excitedly at her
***Natalia***
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
hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t notice them, knowing he is
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