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.

a wolf e-even great-er

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

watching the steam

I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching

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

We made

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

off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of

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

he beams at her, poking his finger

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

is an interesting taste,” she gags, taking the

did you use?” She asks

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

the sound making my heart soar.How

“Taste it,”

taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of sugar actually contains

laughter, 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

the proper amount of sugar and handing it to

exchange, sparks tingling up

Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand away

to clear her

help me with the milk and

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

them whisk the

hands shake as I sift the flour and baking powder

collide in my head,

and I shove him

I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud of flour puffing

and Kota, afraid to

oh, Zane,” Kota

up time!”

scurries

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

little tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor,

“It’s okay Kota,”

the broom from

“I’ll sweep.”

remain in

says, tugging

“Accidents happen.”

my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she’s right in

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

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

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

trembling with her soothing touch and

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

flour,” she whispers, her own heart pounding in her

trust you’ll find the

burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota

makes her way to the table and I proudly

see you and Talia are getting along much

sign back, groaning

raising an

teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs and

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

doing?” he asks,

hands,” Talia replies, holding up

spells out his name

did you say?” Kota asks, attempting to

and folding

A.

best to sign but very quickly forgets

Agnes say?” he asks

Talia shrugs, my face

asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands together so

shake my head at her, shoving a large

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

working at the clinic, leaving the three of

Talia suggests we go outside for some

the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and

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

before,” she

five packs of the

***Natalia***

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

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

red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly

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