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, her eyes opening

laugh a little and gesture for her to close her

***Natalia***

when suddenly a little white

woman echoes from the light, singing a

coming from?" I wonder, looking

my thoughts, I decide to follow the voice towards the light, approaching it

as abruptly as it surfaced, the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments before settling back

is large and spacious with a high ceiling, the decor mimicking

room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and

bridge connects the two

below the bridge, there is a large bed with forest covers

side of the room there is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and

with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and

room, there are very few toys, only a small stuffed gray

in the room, an air vent the only means of fresh air, providing ventilation and

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

no child’s

This is a prison.

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

and to my horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut,

his sleeve as he scribbles

there is a pile of sheets repeating

must be Zane’s

to jingle,

after several of the locks are undone, the

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he

climbs out of

Zane

piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he is fit but not

mother's arms and rushes to the desk, pulling

arm who is busy

looks down at little Zane

for me kid?" He asks, taking the card and reading

very nice and you’re not

I’m glad I don’t

not a father

now," the

have a card for your

falters slightly but he nods anyway and fishes out another

to the woman who reads it out

Father's Day, Dad.I promise to be good now," she says, her voice cracking a

my love," she sighs,

is just...." she pauses, searching

you, baby.He loves you very much.Just in his own way." see in her eyes that even she

our lunch, okay?" she forces a smile, little Zane nodding

woman dismisses Wyatt, the two of them enjoying their

very quiet as he eats, careful not to chew loudly

him the many birds she saw

suddenly bursts open, a tall man storming

at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and

scar just below his

combed back and his eyes

why you called me in here, Ellie?" he snaps at the

due for a

gift for you," she

She’s his mother?I wonder.

look at Zane who

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him

you made for him on

his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding

towers over Zane, glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently as he holds

me, boy," the man

in the face, Zane falling over on the ground with a small

her feet in an instant,

snarls, shoving him though

showing

look me in the eye!" Sebastian

in the eye when he’s

"He’s just a boy!"

argues, helping Zane to

will one day lead this pack,

roars, curling his finger

a weak Alpha to take my

out as he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his

but little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so as not to enrage

heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know

my heart swelling

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

then he doesn’t deserve to call me father,"

in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces at

memory, however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man

blankly at the floor,

say to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from all the information I

prisoner

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