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.

she asks, her eyes opening and scanning the

for her to

***Natalia***

scan the darkness behind my eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in the black abyss

faint voice of a woman echoes from the light, singing a sweet lullaby of sorts, and

is that voice coming from?" I wonder, looking around the emptiness but only seeing

with my thoughts, I decide to follow the voice towards

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

and spacious with a high ceiling, the

structures stand on opposite sides of the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and a slide wrapping

bridge connects the

a large

what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini

the left wall and

few toys, only a small stuffed gray

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

to be bolted shut with a myriad

is no child’s room, I

This is a prison.

desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t be more than 5 or 6

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

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

is a pile of sheets repeating the same

Zane’s

begin to jingle,

are undone, the door swings open, a

and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks at

note, watching as Zane climbs out of his chair

beautiful boy," she giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head

blue eyes like the ocean, and he is fit but

arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small

who is busy setting up the food on

down at little

taking the card and reading the words out

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

I’m glad I don’t smell," he

I'm not a father

is due any minute now," the woman laughs, Zane nodding in

have

smile falters slightly but he nods anyway and fishes out another card, this one darker

woman

voice cracking a little as she reads before

love," she sighs,

is just...." she pauses, searching

you very much.Just in his own way." see in her eyes that even

okay?"

dismisses Wyatt, the two of them enjoying their

as he eats, careful not

most of the talking, explaining to him the many birds she

door suddenly bursts open, a tall man storming

muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within his dark

a scar just

and

to explain why you called me in here, Ellie?"

due for a

a gift for you," she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

to look at Zane who is trembling in

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by the

you made for him on

his father in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding out

his head down, his hand shaking violently as he holds out the

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

arm and strikes Zane in the

feet in an

shoving him though he does

showing

not look me in the eye!" Sebastian

man in the eye when he’s talking to

"He’s just a boy!"

argues, helping Zane to his

one

roars, curling his finger at Zane to

not leave behind a weak Alpha

he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering

little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all of his

the sobs I know he wants

legs and tear-stained cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

the words, then he doesn’t

the abyss, leaving me all alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces at what I

the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up

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

to say to help comfort him, my mind

was a prisoner

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