The Silent Alpha

Chapter 28: Date 3 

***Zane*** 

"You can use my phone if that helps,"

Talia suggests, pulling out her phone from her pocket and unlocking it for me.

Beads of sweat gather at my temple as I stare blankly at the Notepad app.

She's not asking for much, Grayson mutters.

Did you miss the part where she’s been married to a perfect Alpha? I snap at him.

What do you think will go through her head when she realizes she’s mated to a freak? You are being dramatic, Grayson groans.

He wasn’t THAT perfect.

He cheated on her! WITH HER SISTER! That's not the point! The point is my own father refused to recognize meas his son! \retort.

When Talia realizes how truly worthless I am, she'll reject me like everyone else has.

Do you not trust our mate will treat us fairly? Grayson asks.

I look up at my mate, her smile faltering with my everlasting silence.

She deserves the truth...

Grayson sighs.

And so do we.

We won't know how she truly feels about us if all we show her is a lie.

But...Anything.

The phone trembles in my hand, my fingers unwilling to type out a message.

Minutes crawl by before Talia finally loses her patience.

"Okay, I think this date is over,"

Talia laughs dryly, my heart sinking as a few tears cling to her eyes.

She wipes at them angrily and starts to get up, disappointed by my lack of response.

"I honestly don’t even know what I was expecting," she mutters, shaking her head at herself.

"This was such a f*****g mistake and I can’t even be mad at you because I did this to myself," she huffs, rolling her eyes.

"I should have just kept my mouth shut."

She presses the palms of her hands against her eyes to stop the tears from flowing down her cheeks.

"Please take me home," she whimpers.

"I don’t want to be here anymore."

My mind goes into a panic when I hear the hurt in her voice.I open my mouth to explain but it feels as though the wind has been knocked out of me and all that comes out is a gasp.

Come on! I snap at myself.

Say something! But the harder I try to utter a word, the drier my mouth feels and the heavier my tongue becomes.

All the memories of my father screaming at me to speak come flooding back and the words get caught in my throat, unable to escape.

She deserves the truth, I remind myself, taking a few deep breaths and rising to my feet shoulders and turn her towards me, embracing her in my arms.

I try to hold her to my chest but Talia only shakes her head in anger at me.

"No," she cries.

"You don’t get to just hug this all away.I told you my story.I shared my pain with you," she hiccups.

"Why can’t you do the same for me?"

Knowing she is right, I urge her to sit back down, patting the space beside me as my eyes plead with her to sit.

Reluctantly, she settles down, hugging her knees to her chest.

Her brown eyes watch me carefully, scrutinizing my every move.

I pull the phone from my pocket and after she unlocks it, I type out my plan.

"I can’t tell you my story, but I can show you," She reads aloud.

"Close your eyes."

She gives me a confused look but I just smile and place my hand over my own eyes to show her what I need from her.

Very hesitantly, she places both hands over her eyes, sighing deeply in annoyance.

Taking a deep breath, I close my own eyes and concentrate, letting down my walls and accepting the river of thoughts coming from my mate.

"This is silly," her voice echoes in my head.

"Shhh,"

I whisper, Talia suddenly jumping up and looking around frantically.

that? Did you hear something?" she asks,

gesture for her

***Natalia***

suddenly a little white light appears in the black abyss of my

echoes from the light, singing a sweet

looking around the emptiness

am alone with my thoughts, I decide to follow the voice towards the light, approaching

envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments

with a high

structures stand on opposite sides of the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on

connects

there is a large bed with forest covers

is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a

small table with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and

appearing to be a child’s room, there are very few toys, only a

surprise, there are no windows in the room, an air vent

out a bathroom near the entrance of the room, which appears to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks and chains

no child’s room, I

This is a prison.

boy appears at the desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t be more than 5

that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering the

his sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane" over and over again on a sheet of

him, there is a pile of sheets repeating the

must be Zane’s memories,

to jingle, the little boy

are undone, the door

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s

out of

she giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder pushing in

his piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and

pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn wolf

very timidly pokes the man’s arm who is busy

looks down at little Zane

kid?" He asks, taking the card and reading the words

you’re not mean.I like you." he says, his face

I don’t smell,"

not a

now," the

sweetie, do you have a

nods anyway and fishes out another card, this one darker and with no

hands it to the woman who reads

Father's Day, Dad.I promise to be good now," she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down

she sighs, trying very hard not to let her tears

she pauses,

much.Just in his own way." see in her eyes that even she doesn’t

our lunch, okay?" she

woman dismisses Wyatt, the two of

is very quiet as he eats, careful not

of the talking, explaining to him the many birds she

open, a tall man

his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely

a scar

back and his eyes are almost

you called me in here, Ellie?" he

due for a meeting in 15

has a gift for

She’s his mother?I wonder.

about Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane who is

"Go on, Zane,"

him by

you made for him on his

climbing out

towers over Zane, glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his

eye when addressing me, boy," the man spits, Zane remaining frozen in

the face, Zane falling over on the ground

feet in an instant,

snarls, shoving him

just showing

me

man looks another man in the

"He’s just a boy!"

argues, helping Zane to

will one day lead

finger at Zane

I will not leave behind a weak

straightens himself out as he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as

eyes but little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all

swallowing back the sobs I know he

and tear-stained cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at the card with mild

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

can’t say the words, then he doesn’t deserve

pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces at what I just

is the realization that I have been unkind to a man

eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face

even know what to say to help comfort him, my mind still

prisoner in

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