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.

she asks, her eyes

and gesture for her to close

***Natalia***

eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in the black abyss of my

woman echoes from the light, singing a sweet

that voice coming from?" I wonder, looking around

am alone with my thoughts, I decide to

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

spacious with a high ceiling, the decor

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

rope bridge connects

bridge, there is a large bed

a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a

wall and hundreds of books and index cards stored on countless

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

are no windows in the room, an air vent the only means of fresh air, providing ventilation and

which appears to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks and chains

child’s room,

This is a prison.

boy appears at the desk, hunching over several sheets of

horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering the

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

him, there is a pile of sheets repeating

be Zane’s

locks on the door begin to jingle, the

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

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he

as Zane climbs out of

Zane resting his head on her shoulder

piercing blue eyes like the ocean,

pulling out a small

the man’s arm who is busy

looks down at little

taking the card and reading the words out

and you’re not mean.I like you."

I’m glad I don’t

not a father

wife is due any minute now," the

do you have a card for

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

it to the woman who

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

love," she

just...." she pauses,

loves you, baby.He loves you very much.Just in his own way." see in

our lunch, okay?" she forces a smile, little Zane nodding his

Wyatt, the two of them enjoying

as he eats, careful not to

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

open,

bulging muscles and broad

scar just below

and

in here, Ellie?" he snaps

for a meeting in

a gift for you,"

She’s his mother?I wonder.

man turns to look at Zane who is

"Go on, Zane,"

him by

made for him on

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

glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his

when addressing me, boy," the man spits, Zane

Zane in the face, Zane

her feet in

she snarls, shoving him though he

was just showing you his

look me in the eye!" Sebastian

man in the eye when

"He’s just a boy!"

helping Zane

that will one day

curling his finger at Zane

leave behind a weak Alpha

father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly

back with all of his might so as not to enrage

swallowing back the sobs I know he wants to let

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

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

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

abyss, leaving me all alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces at what

the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by someone who should

staring blankly at the floor, his face devoid of all

say to help comfort him, my mind

was a prisoner in

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