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.

will be a

back into his chair, resting his head

hisses, watching the steam rise

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

state, she looks incredibly beautiful, my heart nearly

look! We made

eyebrow at me in curiosity as

on the waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly

plate in front of Kota

waffle,” he beams at her, poking his

she swallows with great difficulty and smacks her lips to remove the taste from her

taking the plate and throwing the

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

a jar sitting on

up as she bursts into laughter, the sound making my

“Taste it,”

nearly choke

her laughter, the sound contagious enough to make Kota and I join her.I throw out the salty batter while

out the proper amount of sugar and

fingers touch in the exchange, sparks tingling up my

creeps up on Talia’s cheeks as she pulls her

coughs to

with the milk

happily skips over to his mother who sets him on the chair for him

them whisk the wet

as I sift the flour and baking powder together, suddenly feeling very

failure collide in my head, making

forget the salt, Grayson teases, and I shove him away

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

stare blankly at Talia and Kota, afraid

Zane,” Kota gasps, breaking the

up time!” he

scurries into

around

only spreads the flour all over

“It’s okay Kota,”

chirps, taking the

“I’ll sweep.”

my back and remain in the corner, not wanting

okay, Zane,” Kota says, tugging at

“Accidents happen.”

mate, nearly jumping when I realize she’s right in

hair and ruffling it up, another cloud of flour filling the air.I blink at her,

stands on the tips of her toes and kisses me on the nose, resting her head against my

arm when she timidly places her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I almost pull away, fearing my hands might disgust her, but she

stop trembling with her soothing touch and my racing

as suddenly as she touched me, Talia pulls her hand away and smiles nervously

you some more flour,” she whispers, her own heart pounding in her

you’ll find the sugar this

cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally bears fruit,

her way to the table and I proudly

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

back,

Talia asks, raising an eyebrow at me

head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly

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

doing?” he

speaking with her hands,” Talia replies, holding up her hands

out his name for

say?” Kota asks, attempting to replicate

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

A. See?

quickly forgets how to fold his fingers and

say?” he

know,” Talia shrugs,

fingers and bringing her hands together

a large chunk of waffle

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

working at the clinic, leaving the three of

a particularly hot day so Talia suggests we go

to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie pool and some sunscreen

balloons attached to

tell me you’ve never played with water balloons before,” she

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

***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

shorts and a plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few scars on his legs but pretend I don’t notice them, knowing he is very likely

shade of red when he looks at me

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