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.
be a wolf e-even great-er
and settles back into
hisses, watching the steam rise
up to see
state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping
We
an eyebrow at me in curiosity as
timer on the waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out
place it on a plate in front of Kota who
her, poking his
on Talia’s lips 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 the pressure of
interesting taste,” she gags, taking the plate and
you use?” She asks
point to the white powder in a jar sitting on the counter and
scrunches up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my
“Taste it,”
the jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when I realize the jar of sugar
her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw
out the proper amount of sugar and
the exchange,
up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair
coughs to clear
help me with the milk and
over to his mother who sets him on the chair for him
the
baking powder
of failure collide in my head, making
and I shove him
accidentally knock over my
stare blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid to
Zane,” Kota
up time!” he
climbs out of his chair and scurries into the closet to grab a
struggles to maneuver the tall handle, wrapping both arms around
the flour
“It’s okay Kota,”
the broom
“I’ll sweep.”
and remain
Zane,” Kota says,
“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,
hair,” she whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her, my
on the nose,
she murmurs, warm 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 stop trembling with her soothing touch and my racing heart finally
as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously
get you some more flour,” she whispers, her own heart pounding
trust you’ll find the sugar
red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally
the table and I proudly serve her a
and Talia are getting along much better,”she signs,yet?” she chuckles,
back,
okay?” Talia asks, raising
me relentlessly with her
Talia doesn’t seem to pick up on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota wants
doing?” he asks, micking her
hands,” Talia replies, holding up her hands to
She spells out
attempting to replicate
Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make the
A. See?
quickly forgets
did Agnes say?” he asks
Talia shrugs, my face turning
her fingers
head at her, shoving a
narrows her eyes suspiciously at Agnes and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes
off today from working at the clinic, leaving the three of
a particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go
the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and
notices me staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to
played with water balloons before,” she laughs, her
packs of the balloons and pays at
***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
shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make
he looks at me and he becomes
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