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 opening and

laugh a little and gesture for

***Natalia***

eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears

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

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

thoughts, I decide to follow the voice

white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me

room is large and spacious with a high ceiling, the

the tree on the left and a slide wrapping

bridge connects the two

there is a large

be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink,

wall and hundreds of

are very few

are no windows in 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

is no child’s

This is a prison.

boy appears at the desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t

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

scribbles "My name is Zane"

a pile of

be Zane’s

jingle, the

the

and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks at

note, watching as Zane climbs out of his chair to greet the woman with

boy," she giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder pushing in a small

piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he is fit but not

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

pokes the man’s arm who is busy

man looks down at little Zane

taking the card and

you’re not mean.I like you." he says,

I’m glad I

not a

wife is due any minute now," the woman

do you have a card for your

out another card, this one darker and with no picture on

hands it to the woman who reads it

to be good now," she says, her voice cracking a little as

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

just...." she pauses, searching for

own way."

okay?" she forces a smile, little Zane nodding

the two of them

as he eats, careful not to

the many birds she saw on her run earlier

suddenly bursts open, a tall

stands at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within

scar

and his eyes are

why you called me in

due for a meeting

has a gift for you," she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

look at Zane who

"Go on, Zane,"

him by

you made for him on his

climbing out of his seat and

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

addressing me,

then raises his arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground with a

is on her feet in an instant, screaming

shoving him

showing you his

me in the

another man in the eye when he’s talking

"He’s just a boy!"

argues, helping Zane

one day lead this

roars, curling his finger at Zane

a weak Alpha to take my

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

holding them back with all of his might so as not to enrage his

heavily, swallowing back the sobs I

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

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

words, then he doesn’t deserve

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

been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by someone who should

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

to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from all the information

prisoner

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