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,

little and gesture for her to close

***Natalia***

suddenly a little white light appears in the black abyss

faint voice of a woman echoes from the light,

looking around

my thoughts, I decide to

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

spacious with a high ceiling,

of the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left

connects the two

is a large bed

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 contain

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

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

in the room, an air vent the only means of fresh

of the room, which appears to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks and chains dangling

no child’s room,

This is a prison.

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

to my horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises

tears with his sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane" over and

is a pile of sheets

must be Zane’s memories, I

the door begin to jingle, the little boy stiffening up in

the locks are undone, the door swings open, a

warm smile resemble

climbs out of his chair to greet the woman with

him into her arms, Zane resting his

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

desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn wolf on

is busy setting up the

down at little Zane and

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

not mean.I like you." he says, his face

I

not a

now," the woman laughs, Zane nodding

have a card for your

out another card, this one darker and

hands it to the woman who reads it out

she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before

she sighs, trying very hard not

she pauses, searching for the

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

you and I have our lunch, okay?" she forces a smile, little Zane

the two of them

careful not to chew

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

suddenly bursts open, a

4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within his

a scar

back and his eyes are almost black with

me in

due for a meeting in

gift for you," she

She’s his mother?I wonder.

man turns to look at Zane

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by the

what you made for

climbing out

at him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently as he holds

addressing me, boy,"

and strikes Zane in the

her feet in an

shoving him though he does not

was just showing you

me

in the eye when he’s

"He’s just a boy!"

helping Zane

that will one day

roars, curling his finger at Zane

I will not leave behind a weak Alpha to

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

back with all of his might so as

sobs

father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

then he

me all alone in the pitch black with my heart

painful than the memory, however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has

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

to say to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from all

prisoner

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