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.

asks, her eyes

gesture for her to close

***Natalia***

scan the darkness behind my eyelids when suddenly a little white

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

I wonder, looking around

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

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

with a

opposite sides of the room, a treehouse sitting on the

rope bridge connects the two

there is a large

what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink,

chairs sits beside the the left wall

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

the room, an air vent the only

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

is no child’s room, I

This is a prison.

several sheets of paper.He can’t

my horror, find that his left eye is completely

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

there is a pile of

Zane’s

jingle, the

locks are undone, the door swings open,

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks at

as Zane climbs out of his chair to greet

lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her

his piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he

to the desk, pulling out a

man’s arm who is busy setting

at

kid?" He asks, taking the card and

nice and you’re not mean.I like you." he

I’m glad I

I'm not a father

any minute now," the woman

do you have a

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

hands it to the woman who reads it out

her voice cracking a little

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

is just...." she pauses, searching

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

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

the two of them

is very quiet as he eats, careful

talking, explaining to him the

bursts open, a

about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles

a scar just below his

dark hair is combed back and his

in

a

gift for you," she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

The man turns to look at Zane who is

"Go on, Zane,"

him by

you made for him on his

disobey his mother, climbing out

at him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his

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

and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground

on her feet in

she snarls, shoving him

showing you

me

man looks another man in the eye

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane to his

will one day lead this pack,

his finger at Zane to come

will not leave behind a

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

them back with all of his might

swallowing back the sobs I know he wants to let

my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

words, then he

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

that I have been unkind to a man

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

to help comfort him, my

prisoner in his own

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