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.

something?" she asks, her eyes opening

gesture for her to

***Natalia***

a little white light appears in the

light, singing a sweet lullaby of sorts,

is that voice coming from?" I wonder, looking around the

with my thoughts, I decide to follow the voice towards

blinding me for

is large and spacious with a high ceiling, the

the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the

bridge connects

there is a large

be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini

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

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

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

room, which appears to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks and

no child’s room,

This is a prison.

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

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

at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles "My name is

a pile of

Zane’s

begin to jingle, the little boy stiffening up in

several of the locks are undone, the door swings open, a beautiful woman

and warm smile resemble

watching as Zane climbs out of

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

his piercing blue eyes like the

his mother's arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out

arm who is busy setting up the food on

looks down at little Zane

kid?" He asks, taking the card and reading

Father’s Day, Wyatt.You smell very nice and you’re not mean.I

I’m glad I don’t smell,"

not a

minute now," the woman

sweetie, do you have a

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

to the woman who reads

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

my love," she sighs,

just...." she pauses, searching for the right

very much.Just in his own way." see

don’t you and I have our lunch, okay?" she forces a smile, little Zane nodding

the two of them enjoying

very quiet as he eats, careful

does most of the talking, explaining to him the many

suddenly bursts open, a tall man

bulging muscles and

scar just below

dark hair is combed back and his eyes are

in here, Ellie?"

for a meeting in 15

a gift

She’s his mother?I wonder.

man turns to look at Zane who is trembling in

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by

made for him

his mother, climbing out of his seat

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

will look me in the eye when addressing me, boy," the man spits,

strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the

feet in an

animal!" she snarls, shoving him though he does not

was just showing you his

did not look me

looks another man in the eye when he’s talking

"He’s just a boy!"

argues, helping Zane

boy that will one day

finger at Zane to

will not leave behind a weak Alpha to

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

remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so

breathes heavily, swallowing back the sobs

Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at the card

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

he can’t say the words, then he

memory fades into the abyss, leaving me all alone in the pitch black

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

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

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

a prisoner in

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