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 than

gives me another howl and settles back into his

he hisses, watching the

to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching out tiredly as

she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly skipping a beat at the mere sight

We

greet his mother.She raises an eyebrow

hurriedly remove the hot

plate in front of Kota who smiles proudly at it and

waffle,” he beams at her, poking his finger into

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

is…That is an interesting taste,” she gags, taking

sugar did you use?” She asks me, the soft smile still

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

up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my

“Taste it,”

and nearly choke on

to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty

again,” she teases, measuring out the proper

touch in the exchange, sparks

creeps up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her hand

she coughs to clear

me with

his mother who sets him on the chair for him

two of them whisk the wet ingredient together, Talia

baking powder

overwhelming thoughts of failure collide in my head, making it hard

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

reach for the jar of salt, I accidentally knock over my bowl of dry ingredients,

stare blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid to move

oh, Zane,” Kota gasps, breaking

up time!” he

out of his chair and scurries into the closet

arms around it as he pushes the broom in

little tyke only spreads the flour all

“It’s okay Kota,”

chirps, taking the broom

“I’ll sweep.”

back and remain in the corner, not wanting to make

okay, Zane,” Kota says,

“Accidents happen.”

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

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

kisses me on the nose,

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 calms

suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand

get you some more flour,” she whispers, her own

trust you’ll find the sugar

making finally bears fruit, Kota smiling giddily as Talia serves

makes her way to the table and I proudly serve

are getting along much better,”she

back, groaning

asks, raising an eyebrow

my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her

doesn’t seem to pick up on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota wants to find

Agnes doing?” he asks, micking

replies, holding up

spells out his name for

asks, attempting to replicate her signs

said KOTA,” Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding his fingers to make the four

A. See?

very quickly forgets how to

did Agnes say?” he asks his

Talia shrugs, my face turning bright

She asks, pinching her fingers

a large chunk of waffle into

and I but breakfast despite Agnes’s best efforts to embarrass me and Agnes goes off to the Main

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

Talia suggests we go

where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and

multicolored balloons attached to black sticks in the

played with water balloons before,” she

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

***Natalia***

sensitive to the sun compared to my darker complexion.I dress him in a pair of shorts and flip flops, Kota

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,

of red when he looks at me and he

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