The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 14: Wingman Part 2

***Jane***

I gasp in fright when I wake up to a bucket of cold water being tossed on my face, Natalia smirking triumphantly at me as she stands by the side of the bed . I wipe the water from my eyes and realize it’s 6:45 am.

“Wake up sleepy head,” She chirps, already showered and dressed in a pair of teal medical scrubs.

“You have to wake up the gremlin and get him ready for school today.” I feel like a ton of bricks are sitting on my chest, my body still exhausted from the lack of sleep.I could not complain, however, knowing I had gotten away with murder by sharing the bed with her.

With great effort, I climb out of bed, my t-shirt clinging to my wet chest.

Talia giggles hysterically as I waddle past her, a part of me happy to see her having fun, even at my expense.

I head for the bathroom first to wipe off the water and brush my teeth before I waddle down the hall until I find Kota’s room.

There’s no response when I knock on the door so I slowly turn the knob and tip toe inside.I find Kota curled up in a ball, his dinosaur pajamas messily clinging to his tiny body.I sit on his bed and push back his hair, exposing his forehead.

He sleeps so peacefully, it feels like a crime to wake is it in silence for a moment, letting him enjoy a few more moments of blissful sleep.I could not explain why, but he made me feel so safe with just his presence, like nothing could disturb us.

He stirs slightly as I stroke his hair and even curls up closer to me.

Remembering my task however, I decide it’s time to wake him.I tap his shoulder and his cheeks but the boy only groans and swats at my hand.

Looking around the room to ensure we are truly alone, I lean close to his ear.

My mouth hangs open for a second before I finally find my voice.

“K-Kota,” I hiss, feeling my heart race in fear Talia would come in and hear me speak.

I tap his cheek frantically.

“K-Kota.P-please wa-wake up…”

“Five more minutes,” he groans, squeezing his eyes tightly.

Unsure what else to do, I wiggle my fingers down his sides and he screams with laughter, kicking his legs about.He writhes against the tickles until he finally sits up.

“G-good morning, K-Kota,” I whisper so quietly, he doesn’t hear me over his own laughter.

“Hi, Zane!” he laughs, cupping my cheeks in his small hands.

He squishes my face, genuinely happy to see me and throws his head back in laughter.

“Hi, Zane!” I stare at his pretty eyes and feel my body relax.

“H-hi K-Kota.”

“H-hi,” chuckle, ruffling up his hair.

“Hi!” he squeals, jumping into my lap.

I find his game amusing and carry on for another 10 hellos before I throw the pup over my shoulder and take him to the bathroom.I help him wash his face, brush his teeth for him, and even put together a simple outfit that I hope is to Talia’s liking.

He insists on combing his own hair but as I watch him struggle, he finally hands me the comb and lets me comb his hair.

Pleased with my work, I crouch down to his level and offer him a toothy grin that he reciprocates.

breakfast?” I ask him, my cheeks flushing at my

instead playing with his hands and grinning happily at me with

doing a happy

the first thing about making pancakes but I would figure it out if it

search the cupboards until I find a box of pancake

mix them all up in a bowl until I get a nice thin

up a double burner griddle on the stove and Kota hands me cooking spray so the pour out the batter.I leave it for a while, searching the cabinets for Kota’s plates and cups sol can pour out

of burnt batter fills my

to the griddle and flip the pancake, revealing a

and I scowl at

too early and spilling it into a shapeless mass all over the griddle.I want to give up but Kota seems to be amused by my lack of cooking skills

pour out the batter again, waiting patiently until

brow as I slide the spatula

stops for a second when the

howls in delight and I

him my perfect pancake and he eats it gingerly, giving me a thumbs up with his approval.I make a few more pancakes for Talia just in case she

I get to work packing his and Talia’s lunch, cutting up fruit, slicing up cheese, and making Kota a

Talia a BLT and pray to Moon

I find a pen and notepad to

kill you for writing that, Grayson says as he troll my eyes and place it in her

looking absolutely beautiful with her hair tied up in a neat ponytail and her

force my eyes to the ground to keep her from seeing my blush and force

his mother and kiss her good morning,

job,” she says nonchalantly, wiping some syrup off

as a guardian at Kota’s

jeans and comb my hair.By the time I finish, Talia has already placed Kota’s dishes in the sink and stuffed the lunch

sighs, grabbing her keys and holding

counter and grab it as

a moment

her feet and sticks out her hand to me, refusing to meet my eyes.I gulp, wiping my clammy hand on my jeans

my arms and I feel her shiver against

might, she could not ignore our

we prepare to leave, I can’t help but notice she’s still wearing the gold While out shopping yesterday, I came across a jewelry store and

of the one my mother used to wear when

a second thought, knowing such

her wear it like an informal mark claiming her

bracelet,

to wear it,” She

“Can we go now?”

run my thumb across the back of her hand and pull

often to see a bird in

and before long, the

the cheek before running

Kota gone, Talia pulls her hand from my grip and leads me into the building to

slender woman with thick spectacles

Talia

a new guardian for

is Zane White.” across it and begins filling out a

relationship of the gentleman to

Mrs.Henry asks.

Talia’s smile widens.