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 and

little and gesture for

***Natalia***

suddenly a little white light appears

woman echoes from the light,

is that voice coming from?" I wonder, looking

my thoughts, I decide to follow

light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for

a high ceiling, the decor

tree-like structures stand on opposite sides of the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and a slide wrapping around the tree on the

bridge connects the

a large bed with forest covers

room there is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and cabinets which I assume

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

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

no windows in the room, an air vent the only means

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

child’s room, I

This is a prison.

little boy appears at the desk, hunching over several sheets

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

he scribbles "My name is Zane" over and

a pile of

must be Zane’s memories, I

begin to jingle,

after several of the locks are undone, the door

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s

out of

she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting

blue eyes like the ocean,

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

arm who is busy setting up the food on the

looks down at little Zane

kid?" He asks, taking the card and reading the words out

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

glad I don’t smell," he

not a father

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

do you have a card for

and fishes out another card, this one darker and with

the woman

Day, Dad.I promise to be good now," she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before she

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

pauses,

his own way." see in her eyes

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

two of them enjoying their meal

as he eats, careful not to chew loudly

explaining to him the many birds she saw on her run earlier

door suddenly bursts open, a tall man

at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad

a scar just

hair is combed back and his eyes are almost black

me in here,

a

gift for

She’s his mother?I wonder.

man turns to look at Zane who is trembling in his

"Go on, Zane,"

him by

for him on his special

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

him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand

eye when addressing me, boy,"

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

her feet in an instant, screaming

you animal!" she snarls, shoving him though

showing

me in the eye!"

another man in the eye when

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane to

that will one day lead this pack,

his finger at

will not leave behind a weak Alpha

straightens himself out as he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he holds the card out to the tall

to his eyes but little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all

breathes heavily, swallowing back the sobs I

his father, my heart swelling with pride

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

can’t say the words, then he

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

Zane staring blankly at

know what to say to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from

prisoner

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