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

me another howl and settles back into

the

down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us,

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

We made

an eyebrow at me in curiosity as she lifts her pup in her arms, kissing

and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of the iron

on a plate in front

at her, poking his finger into

on Talia’s lips and she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with

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

did you use?” She asks me,

jar sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger

as 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

back her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the

again,” she teases, measuring out the

the exchange, sparks

pulls her hand away to

she coughs to clear

help me with the milk

over to his mother who sets him on

the

sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious

in my head, making it hard

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

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

at Talia and Kota, afraid to move an

Kota gasps, breaking the

up time!”

of his chair and scurries into the

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

little tyke only spreads the flour all over the

“It’s okay Kota,”

chirps, taking the

“I’ll sweep.”

my back and remain in the corner, not wanting to make any

says, tugging at my

“Accidents happen.”

my face 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

and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling

toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against

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,

her soothing touch and my racing

as suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her

whispers, her

trust you’ll find the sugar

third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia serves him

way to the table and I proudly serve

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

sign back,

raising an eyebrow

head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing

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

he asks,

Talia replies,

spells out his

did you say?” Kota asks, attempting to replicate

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

O, T, A.

very quickly forgets how to fold his fingers

Agnes say?”

know,” Talia shrugs, my

mean?” She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing

at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into

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

off today from working at the clinic, leaving

particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go outside for

to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and

bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the seasonal toys

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

fix that.” She grabs five packs of the

***Natalia***

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 shorts, a

a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a

looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping the tangerine he’s

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