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 opening and scanning the

gesture for her

***Natalia***

behind my eyelids when suddenly a little

woman echoes from the light, singing a sweet lullaby

wonder, looking around the emptiness but only seeing

I decide to follow the voice towards the light, approaching it

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

large and spacious with a high

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

bridge connects the two

there is a large bed with forest covers and

side of the room there is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with

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

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

air vent the only means

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

child’s room,

This is a prison.

sheets of paper.He

come closer to him and to my horror, find that his left eye is

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

a pile

must be Zane’s

locks on the door begin to jingle,

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

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

\take note, watching as Zane climbs out

she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting

quite handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he is fit

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

is

looks down at

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

and you’re not mean.I like you." he says, his face softening

I don’t smell,"

I'm not

minute now," the woman laughs,

do you have

fishes out another card,

to the woman who

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

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

she pauses, searching

his own way." see in her eyes that even

our lunch, okay?" she forces a

two of

careful not to chew loudly or make a

the talking, explaining to him the many birds she saw on

bursts open, a tall man

stands at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles

a scar just below his

combed back and his

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

a meeting

has a gift for you," she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

to look at Zane

"Go on, Zane,"

him by the

you made for him on his

at his father in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat

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

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

in the face,

on her feet in an instant, screaming at the

snarls, shoving him though he does not

was just showing you

did not look me in the

in the eye when he’s talking

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane

boy that will one

his finger at

a weak Alpha

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

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

swallowing back the sobs I know

tear-stained cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

can’t say the words, then he doesn’t deserve to call me father,"

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

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

I open my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the

know what to say to help comfort him,

was a prisoner in his own

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