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.

you hear something?" she asks,

laugh a little and gesture for her to

***Natalia***

suddenly a little

from the light, singing a sweet lullaby of

I wonder, looking around the emptiness but only seeing the white

I am alone with my thoughts, I decide to

it surfaced, the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me

and spacious with a high ceiling, the decor mimicking a

on opposite sides of the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on

connects the

is a large bed with

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

chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds

be a child’s room, there are very few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf

air vent the only means of fresh air, providing

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

child’s room,

This is a prison.

appears at the desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He

closer to him and to my horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering the entirety of his face

his sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane"

pile of sheets repeating the

must be Zane’s memories, I

door begin to jingle, the little boy stiffening up

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

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he

watching as Zane climbs out of his chair to greet the

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

eyes like the

pulling out a

arm who is busy setting up

down at little Zane and

kid?" He asks, taking the card

you’re not mean.I like you." he says, his face softening a

I’m glad I

not

wife is due any minute now," the

you have a card for your

and fishes out another card, this one darker and

the woman

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

are already a very good boy, my love," she

pauses, searching for

you very much.Just in his own way." see in her eyes

don’t you and I have our lunch, okay?"

dismisses Wyatt, the two of them enjoying their

he eats, careful

of the talking, explaining to him the many birds she saw

suddenly bursts open, a tall man

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

is a scar just

combed back and his eyes

me in here, Ellie?" he snaps at the

for a

gift

She’s his mother?I wonder.

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

"Go on, Zane,"

him by the

for him

not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding

at him with flared nostrils keeps his head

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

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

is on her feet in an instant, screaming at

animal!" she snarls, shoving him though he does not

was just showing

look me in the eye!" Sebastian

man in the

"He’s just a boy!"

helping Zane to his

will one

his finger at Zane to come

I will not leave behind a weak Alpha to take my

little boy straightens himself out as he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high,

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

back the sobs I know he wants to

cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

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

memory fades into the abyss, leaving me all alone in the pitch black with

to a man who has grown up

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

to say to help comfort him,

prisoner in

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