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 great-er

gives me another howl and settles back into his chair, resting his head on the

the steam rise from

stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching

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

look! We

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

waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle out of the iron

the waffle, I place it on a plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and shoves

her, poking his

Talia’s lips and she timidly takes a bite, my heart sinking when she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove

gags, taking the plate

sugar did you use?” She asks me, the

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

as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my heart soar.How could a laugh sound

“Taste it,”

jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on

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

this again,” she teases, measuring out the

touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up my

pulls her hand away to tuck some hair behind

to clear

help me with the milk and

to his mother who sets him on the chair for him to

whisk the wet ingredient together, Talia

I sift the flour and baking powder together,

collide in my head,

the salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him away to the recess of my

I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients, a cloud

at Talia and Kota,

Zane,” Kota gasps,

time!” he

of his chair and scurries into the

around it as he pushes

flour all over the floor, making an

“It’s okay Kota,”

taking the broom

“I’ll sweep.”

trembling hands behind my back and remain in the corner,

Kota says,

“Accidents happen.”

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 of

have 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

of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She’s

with me,” 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

with her soothing touch and my racing heart finally calms

touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously

flour,” she whispers, her

you’ll find the sugar

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

way to the table and I proudly

and Talia are getting along much better,”she

sign back,

asks, raising an eyebrow at

Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing signs and wiggling

the meaning, but of course,

is Agnes doing?” he asks,

replies,

this.” She spells out his

did you say?” Kota asks, attempting

his hands and

T, A. See? KOTA,” she

quickly

Agnes say?”

know,” Talia shrugs, my

fingers

shake my head at her, shoving a

to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main pack house to take

at the clinic, leaving the three of us with nothing to

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

down to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a

multicolored balloons attached to black

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

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

***Natalia***

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 black tube top, and

find Zane hard basketball shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars

me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly dropping the

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