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

and settles back into his chair, resting his head on

watching the

down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly as

incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping

We made

squeals, climbing out 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 arms, kissing his cheeks

off and I hurriedly remove the

on the waffle, I place it on a plate in front of

poking his finger into a pool of syrup and

heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the

taking

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

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

face scrunches up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How

“Taste it,”

pushing the jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the

her.I throw out

again,” she teases, measuring out the proper amount

in the exchange, sparks

as she pulls her hand away

she coughs to clear her

me with the milk and

skips over to his mother who sets him on the

two of them whisk the

as I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about messing

thoughts of failure collide in my head,

teases, and I shove him away to the

knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud

blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid to move an

oh, Zane,” Kota gasps,

time!” he

his chair and scurries into the closet to grab a

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

flour all over the floor, making

“It’s okay Kota,”

taking the

“I’ll sweep.”

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

says, tugging at

“Accidents happen.”

over at my mate, nearly jumping when I realize she’s right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily and she

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

of her toes and kisses me on the nose,

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, but she doesn’t

stop trembling with her soothing touch and my

suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away

some more flour,” she whispers, her own heart pounding

trust you’ll find the sugar this

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

table and I proudly serve her a

you and Talia are getting along much better,”she signs,yet?” she

sign back,

asks, raising an eyebrow at

nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her

on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota

doing?” he asks, micking

with her hands,” Talia replies, holding

this.” She spells out

asks, attempting to replicate her signs

hands and folding

A. See? KOTA,”

quickly forgets

did Agnes say?” he asks his

shrugs, my face

fingers and bringing her hands

at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into my

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

off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of us

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

down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some

a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in

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

that.” She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the register, Kota jumping excitedly at her

***Natalia***

at the 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

make out a few scars on his legs

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

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