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

back into his chair, resting his head

hisses, watching the steam rise from

stairs and I look up to see Talia walking

she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping

We

greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her pup

off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle

in front of

he beams at her, poking his finger into a pool

with great difficulty and smacks her lips to

is…That is an interesting taste,” she gags, taking

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

a jar sitting on

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

“Taste it,”

taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize

Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty

teases, measuring out the proper amount of

exchange, sparks tingling

on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand

she coughs to

with the milk

his mother who sets him

whisk the wet ingredient together, Talia

flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about messing up

overwhelming thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it

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

I accidentally knock over my bowl

at Talia and Kota,

Zane,” Kota gasps,

time!” he

scurries into

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

flour all over

“It’s okay Kota,”

chirps, taking the

“I’ll sweep.”

my trembling hands behind my back and remain in the corner, not wanting to make

Zane,” Kota says, tugging

“Accidents happen.”

she’s right in

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

on the nose, resting

timidly places her hand over mine, tugging

trembling with her soothing touch and my racing heart

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

get you some more flour,” she whispers,

trust you’ll find the sugar

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

way to the table and I

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

back,

okay?” Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at

head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with

to pick up on the meaning, but of

doing?” he asks,

replies,

this.” She spells out

did you say?” Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs

Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make

A. See? KOTA,” she

quickly forgets how

say?”

don’t know,” Talia shrugs,

She asks, pinching her fingers and

shake my head at her, shoving a large

despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes

from working at the clinic, leaving the three of

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

drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen

bag of multicolored balloons attached to black

never played with water balloons before,” she laughs, her

fix that.” She grabs five packs of the balloons

***Natalia***

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

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

red when he looks at me and

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