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.

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

laugh a little and gesture for her

***Natalia***

suddenly a little white light appears in

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

looking

my thoughts, I decide to follow the

surfaced, the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments before

a high ceiling, the

a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and a slide wrapping around

connects the two

there is a large bed with

a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and cabinets which I assume

wall and hundreds of books

very few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf sitting on the

an air vent the

to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks and chains

child’s

This is a prison.

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

that his left eye is completely

sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane" over and over again on a sheet

there is a pile of sheets repeating

be Zane’s memories,

to jingle, the little boy stiffening up

the door swings open, a beautiful woman

eyes and warm smile resemble

Zane climbs out of his chair to greet the woman

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

is quite handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the ocean,

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

who is

man looks down at little Zane and

He asks, taking the card and reading

nice and you’re not

I don’t

I'm not

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

you have a card for

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

it to the woman who reads

her voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down and

boy, my love," she sighs, trying very hard not to let her tears

pauses,

way." see in her eyes that

and I have our lunch, okay?"

two of

careful not to chew

to him the many birds she saw on her run

suddenly bursts open, a tall

at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely

a scar just below his

back and his eyes are almost

to explain why you called me in here, Ellie?" he snaps at

a meeting in

has a gift for you," she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

about Agnes? The man turns to look

"Go on, Zane,"

him by the

you made for him

fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his

Zane, glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking

me in the eye when addressing me, boy," the man spits, Zane remaining

arm and strikes Zane in the

feet in

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

showing you

not look me in

real man looks another man in the eye when

"He’s just a boy!"

argues, helping Zane to his

that will one day lead

finger

leave behind a weak

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

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

back the sobs I know

my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

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

memory fades into the abyss, leaving me all alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces

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

eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at

him, my mind

prisoner in

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