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
howl and settles back into his chair, resting his head
hisses, watching the
way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly as
my heart nearly skipping a beat at the
We
squeals, climbing out of the chair and rushing over to greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow at
goes off and I hurriedly remove the
syrup on the waffle, I place it on a plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and shoves
his finger
takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from
taking the plate and throwing the waffle
sugar did you use?” She asks me, the soft smile still on her
white powder in a jar sitting on the counter and she sticks her
she bursts into laughter, the sound making my
“Taste it,”
jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own
make Kota and I join her.I throw out
again,” she teases, measuring out the proper amount of sugar and
in the exchange, sparks tingling up my
creeps up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her
to clear her
help me with the milk and
him on the chair for him to see over
them whisk the
flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about messing up
collide in
I shove him away to the recess of my
over my bowl of dry ingredients, a
stare blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid
Kota gasps,
up time!” he
and scurries into the closet to grab
struggles to maneuver the tall handle, wrapping both arms around it as he pushes the broom in
flour all over the floor, making an
“It’s okay Kota,”
the
“I’ll sweep.”
hands behind my back and remain in the corner, not wanting to make any
okay, Zane,” Kota says, tugging
“Accidents happen.”
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 she stops, a look
she whispers, carefully reaching into my hair and ruffling it up, another
the tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She’s not Dad, Grayson sighs.She’s not
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
touched me, Talia pulls her hand away
she whispers, her own heart pounding
find the sugar
me, my cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia serves him up
way to the table and I proudly serve
getting along
sign back,
raising an eyebrow at me
Agnes teasing me relentlessly with
for me, Talia doesn’t seem to pick up on the meaning, but
doing?” he
her hands,” Talia replies,
She spells out his
attempting
his hands and folding
A. See? KOTA,” she
very quickly forgets how to fold his fingers and
say?” he asks his
Talia shrugs, my face turning
She asks, pinching her fingers and bringing her hands
my head at her, shoving a large chunk of waffle into my
efforts to embarrass me and
at the clinic, leaving the three
particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go outside
walk down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen for
at a bag of multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the
with water balloons before,” she laughs, her smile
have to fix that.” She grabs five packs of the balloons and pays at the register,
***Natalia***
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 a pair
make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t notice them, knowing he is very likely
of red when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping the tangerine he’s
The Silent Alpha Chapter 30
the silent alpha natalia Chapter 30
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