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

gives me another howl and settles back into

watching the steam rise from

way down the stairs and 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

look! We

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

iron goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle

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

poking his finger into a pool of

with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her tongue buckle

interesting taste,” she gags, taking the plate and throwing the waffle in the

sugar did you use?” She asks me,

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

laughter, the sound making

“Taste it,”

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

contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while Talia locates the real jar

measuring out the proper amount of sugar and handing it

exchange, sparks tingling

cheeks as she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair behind her

she coughs to clear her

help me with

who sets him on the chair for him

whisk the

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

failure collide in my head,

and I shove him away to the recess of

of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl

stare blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid to move

Zane,” Kota gasps,

time!”

and scurries

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

the flour all

“It’s okay Kota,”

chirps, taking the broom

“I’ll sweep.”

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

Zane,” Kota says, tugging at my

“Accidents happen.”

a smile on 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

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

toes and kisses me on the nose, resting

tingling up my arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over

hands stop trembling with her soothing touch and my racing heart finally calms

pulls her hand away

you some more flour,” she whispers, her own

find the sugar

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

and I proudly

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

back,

asks, raising an

nod my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her

Talia doesn’t seem to pick up on the

is Agnes doing?” he

Talia replies,

this.” She spells out his name for

asks, attempting to

his hands and folding his fingers to make the four

T, A. See?

quickly forgets

say?” he

know,” Talia shrugs, my face turning

this mean?” She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands

shoving a large chunk of waffle into my

eyes suspiciously at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and

off today from working at the clinic, leaving

so Talia suggests we go outside for

Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen

balloons attached

me you’ve never played with water balloons before,” she laughs, her smile

to fix that.” She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the register,

***Natalia***

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 a pair of shorts, a

kitchen where I find Zane 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,

turns a bright shade of red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly

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