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

and settles back into his chair, resting his head on

hisses, watching the steam rise from the

footsteps suddenly make their way down the stairs and I look up to see Talia walking towards us, her arms stretching

looks incredibly beautiful, my heart

look! We

raises an eyebrow at me in

on the waffle iron goes off and I hurriedly remove the hot waffle

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

beams at her, poking his finger into a pool of syrup and

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

gags, taking the

asks me, the soft smile still on her

sitting on the counter and she sticks her finger inside to taste

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

“Taste it,”

jar towards me.I nervously taste the sugar and nearly choke on my own cough when

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

the proper amount

the exchange, sparks tingling up my

she pulls her hand away to tuck some hair

coughs to clear

help me with

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

of them whisk the wet ingredient together,

shake as I sift the flour and baking powder together,

collide in

and I shove him away to

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

Talia and

Zane,” Kota gasps, breaking the

time!”

of his chair and scurries

around it

little tyke only spreads the flour all over the floor, making

“It’s okay Kota,”

the broom from

“I’ll sweep.”

my back and remain in the corner, not

Kota says, tugging

“Accidents happen.”

she’s right in front of me hand.I flinch involuntarily

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

on the nose, resting her head against my forehead.She’s not

her hand over mine, tugging me over the counter.I

hands stop trembling with her soothing touch and

me, Talia pulls her

whispers, her own

find the

teases me, my cheeks burning bright red.Our third attempt at waffle making finally

to the table and

along much better,”she

back, groaning

okay?” Talia asks, raising

my head, Agnes teasing me relentlessly with her kissing

pick up on the meaning, but of course, curious Kota wants to

is Agnes doing?” he asks,

hands,” Talia replies, holding up her hands to

She spells out his name

you say?” Kota asks, attempting to replicate her signs but

Talia replies, grabbing his hands and folding

A. See? KOTA,”

very quickly

say?” he asks

know,” Talia shrugs, my face turning bright

asks, pinching her fingers and

a large chunk

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

from working at the clinic, leaving

so Talia suggests we

to the pack drugstore where Talia purchases a kiddie

me staring at a bag of multicolored balloons attached

before,” she laughs, her smile widening when she realizes I

She grabs five packs of the balloons

***Natalia***

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

plain white t-shirt.I can make out a few

when he looks at me and he becomes visibly flustered, nearly

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