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.

you hear something?" she asks, her eyes

a little and gesture for her to close

***Natalia***

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

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

I wonder, looking around the emptiness

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

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

room is large and spacious with a high ceiling, the decor mimicking

the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on

rope bridge connects the two

bridge, there is a large bed with forest covers

kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven,

two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and index

to be a child’s room, there are very few toys, only a

an air vent the

appears to

no child’s

This is a prison.

several sheets

him and to my horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen

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

there is a pile of sheets repeating the

Zane’s memories,

door begin to jingle, the little boy stiffening

several of the locks are undone, the door

and warm smile resemble

note, watching as Zane climbs out

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

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

arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn wolf

arm who is busy

at little Zane

He asks, taking the card and reading the words

very nice and you’re not

I’m glad I don’t smell," he

I'm not a

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

do you have a card

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

the woman who reads it

Father's Day, Dad.I promise to be good now," she says, her voice cracking a little as she

my love," she sighs, trying very hard not to

pauses, searching for

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

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

dismisses Wyatt, the two of them enjoying their meal

is very quiet as he eats, careful

most of the talking, explaining to him the many

door suddenly bursts open, a

stands at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and

is a scar just below his

is combed back and

called me in here,

for a meeting in 15

son has a gift for

She’s his mother?I wonder.

The man turns to look at Zane

"Go on, Zane,"

him by

for him on his

but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly

at him with flared nostrils keeps his

the eye when addressing me, boy," the

in the face, Zane falling over on the ground

her feet in

you animal!" she snarls, shoving him though he

showing

look me in the

man in

"He’s just a boy!"

argues, helping Zane

one

roars, curling his finger at Zane to

will not leave behind a weak Alpha to

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

little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so as not to enrage his father

swallowing back the sobs I know he wants to let

heart swelling with pride at

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

say the words, then he doesn’t deserve

all alone in the pitch black with my heart

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

Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face

say to help comfort him, my mind still

was a prisoner in his

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