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 scanning the

a little and gesture for her to close her eyes

***Natalia***

behind my eyelids when suddenly a little

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

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

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

me, temporarily blinding me for

with a high ceiling, the decor

sides of the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and a slide wrapping around

bridge connects the two

a large bed with forest covers

what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini

table with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of

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

room, an air vent the only means of fresh air,

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

child’s room,

This is a prison.

over several sheets of paper.He

left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering the entirety of his

wiping at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane" over and over again on a sheet

him, there is a pile of sheets

be Zane’s memories,

begin to jingle, the little boy stiffening up

several of the locks are undone, the

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever

watching as Zane climbs out of his

Zane resting

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

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

arm who is busy setting up the

man looks down at

taking the card and reading the

smell very nice and you’re not mean.I like you." he says, his

glad I don’t smell," he

not a

due any minute now," the woman laughs, Zane nodding in

you have a card

falters slightly but he nods anyway and fishes out another card, this one

it to the woman who reads it out

her voice cracking a little

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

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

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

and I have our lunch, okay?" she forces a smile, little

Wyatt, the two of them enjoying

careful not to chew

the talking, explaining to him the many birds

door suddenly bursts open, a tall man

at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and

is a scar

and his eyes are almost black with

you called me in

a meeting in

a gift for you,"

She’s his mother?I wonder.

look

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him

for him on his special

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

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

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

and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground with a small

in an instant, screaming at

you animal!" she snarls, shoving him though

was just showing

me in the eye!"

man looks another man in the eye when he’s

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane to his

that will one

curling his finger at

leave behind a weak Alpha to take my

approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split

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

sobs I know he wants to

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

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

the words, then he doesn’t deserve to call

me all alone in the pitch black with

the memory, however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a

open my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the

know what to say to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from all the information I

a prisoner in his own

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