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

a little and gesture for her

***Natalia***

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

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

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

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

abruptly as it surfaced, the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me

room is large and spacious with a high

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

connects the

there is a large bed with forest covers and

of the room there is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a

wall and hundreds of books

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

air vent the only

make out a bathroom near the entrance of the room, which appears to be bolted shut with

is no child’s

This is a prison.

the desk, hunching over several sheets of

closer to him and to my horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering the entirety of

sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane" over and over

him, there is a pile of sheets

Zane’s memories, I

the door begin to jingle,

several of the locks are undone, the door

eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he

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

arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder

like the ocean, and he is fit but not

to the desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn

pokes the man’s arm who is busy setting up the food on

at little

He asks, taking the

Father’s Day, Wyatt.You smell very nice and you’re not mean.I like you." he says, his face

I’m glad I don’t

not a

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

you have a card for your

out

hands it to the woman who reads

to be good now," she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down and

are already a very good boy, my love," she

is just...." she pauses, searching

baby.He loves you very much.Just in his own way." see in her eyes that even she doesn’t believe her

lunch, okay?" she forces a

the two of

very quiet as he eats, careful not to chew

does most of the talking, explaining to him the many birds she saw on

bursts open, a tall

at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and

a scar just below

back and his eyes are

in here, Ellie?" he snaps at

for a meeting in

has a gift for you," she

She’s his mother?I wonder.

look at Zane who is trembling

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him

Daddy what you made for

his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly

flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently

me, boy," the man spits, Zane remaining

strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over

feet in an instant, screaming

animal!" she snarls, shoving him though he does

showing you his

look me in

looks another man in the eye when

"He’s just a boy!"

helping Zane

that will one day

his finger at Zane to

behind a weak Alpha

his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip

strong, holding them back with all of his might so as not to enrage his

sobs I know he wants to

father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

words, then he doesn’t deserve to call

me all alone in the pitch black with my heart

is the 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

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

prisoner in his

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