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.

hear something?" she asks, her eyes opening and

laugh a little and gesture for her to close her eyes

***Natalia***

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

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

from?" I wonder, looking around the emptiness

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

light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments

and spacious with a high

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

rope bridge connects

a large bed with forest

side of the room there is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped

beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and

are very few toys, only a

my surprise, there are no windows in the room, an air vent the only means of fresh air, providing ventilation and

to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks and chains dangling on

is no child’s room, I

This is a prison.

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

left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering

tears with his sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane" over and

there is a pile of sheets repeating the same

Zane’s

jingle, the little boy stiffening

after several of the locks are undone, the

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s

\take note, watching as Zane climbs out of his chair to

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

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

of his mother's arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn wolf on the

the man’s arm who is busy setting

down at little Zane and

asks, taking the

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

I’m glad I don’t

not a

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

sweetie, do you have a card for

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

it to the woman who

Dad.I promise to be good now," she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before

love," she sighs, trying very

she pauses, searching

way." see

have our lunch, okay?" she forces a smile, little

the two of them

careful not to

woman does most of the talking, explaining to him the

bursts open, a

his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within

a scar just

back and his eyes are almost black

you called me in here, Ellie?"

due for a meeting in

son has a gift for

She’s his mother?I wonder.

Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane who is trembling in

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by the

Daddy what you made for him on his

looks at his father in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and

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

me, boy," the man spits, Zane remaining frozen in

man then raises his arm and strikes Zane in the

is on her feet in an instant,

you animal!" she snarls, shoving him though

was just showing you

did not look me in

man in the eye when he’s talking to

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane to his

that will one day

curling his finger at

will not leave behind a weak Alpha

high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he

remains strong, holding them back with all

sobs I know he wants

swelling with pride at his

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

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

all alone in the pitch black with my

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

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

know what to say to help comfort him,

prisoner in his own

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