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,

gesture for her to close her

***Natalia***

my eyelids when suddenly a little

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

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

with my thoughts, I decide to follow the

temporarily blinding me for a

spacious with a high ceiling, the decor mimicking

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

connects

the bridge, there is a large bed with forest

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

wall and hundreds of books

room, there are very few toys, only a small stuffed

air vent the only means of fresh air, providing

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

child’s room, I

This is a prison.

several sheets of paper.He can’t be more than 5

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

sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane"

there is a pile

be Zane’s memories,

on the door begin to jingle, the little

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

smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks

Zane climbs out of his chair to greet the woman with a

Zane resting his head on her shoulder pushing in a small

quite handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and

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

who is busy setting

down at

for me kid?" He asks, taking the card

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

glad I don’t smell," he

I'm not a

minute now," the woman laughs, Zane

you have a card for your

and fishes out another

woman

cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down

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

she pauses, searching

loves you very much.Just in his own way." see in her eyes that even she doesn’t believe her

and I have our lunch, okay?" she

Wyatt, the two of them

careful not to chew loudly or make a

the many birds she saw on

door suddenly bursts open, a tall

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

a scar just

and

to explain why you called me in here, Ellie?"

a meeting

has a gift for you,"

She’s his mother?I wonder.

about Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane who is trembling in

"Go on, Zane,"

him by the

you made for him on his special

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

nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently as he

in the eye when addressing me, boy," the man spits,

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

in an instant, screaming at the

you animal!" she snarls, shoving him

was just showing you his

look me in

man in the

"He’s just a boy!"

argues, helping Zane to

boy that will one day

finger at

leave behind a weak Alpha to

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

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

back the sobs I know he wants

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

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

the words, then he doesn’t deserve to

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

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

open my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face

comfort him, my

was a prisoner

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