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.

was that? Did you hear something?" she asks, her eyes opening

and gesture for her

***Natalia***

a little white light

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

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

my thoughts, I decide to follow the voice towards

envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a

a high ceiling, the decor mimicking

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

bridge connects the two

is a large

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

sits beside the the left wall and hundreds

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

air vent the only means

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

is no child’s room,

This is a prison.

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

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

furiously wiping at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles "My

pile of sheets repeating the

must be Zane’s memories,

door begin to jingle, the little boy stiffening

the locks are undone, the door swings

warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks at

as Zane climbs out of his chair to greet

into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder

quite handsome, his piercing blue eyes like

and rushes to the desk, pulling out a

is busy setting up the food on

at little Zane and

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

Wyatt.You smell very nice and you’re not mean.I like

glad I

I'm not a father

minute now," the woman

have a

out another card, this one darker and with no picture

to the woman who reads it

promise to be good now," she says, her voice cracking a little as

are already a very good boy, my love," she sighs, trying very hard not

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

much.Just in his own way." see in her eyes that even she doesn’t believe her

lunch, okay?" she forces a smile, little

two of them enjoying their

he eats, careful

to him the many birds she saw

door suddenly bursts open, a tall man

4, his bulging muscles and

is a scar just below his

and his

why you called me in here,

for a meeting in 15

gift

She’s his mother?I wonder.

Agnes? The man turns to look

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him

you made for

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

nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently as he holds

when addressing me,

arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over

on her feet in an instant, screaming at

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

just showing you

not look me in the eye!" Sebastian

in the eye when he’s

"He’s just a boy!"

helping Zane to his

one day lead this pack,

roars, curling his finger at Zane to

not leave behind a weak Alpha to take my

his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he

remains strong, holding them back with all of his might

swallowing back the sobs I know he wants to

my heart swelling with pride

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

say the words, then he doesn’t deserve to call

leaving me all alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering

the memory, however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by

open my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at

what to say to help comfort him, my

prisoner

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