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

a little and gesture for her to close her

***Natalia***

suddenly a

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

I wonder, looking around the

am alone with my thoughts, I decide to follow the

light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments before settling

and spacious with a high ceiling, the decor mimicking a

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

bridge connects the

the bridge, there is a large bed with

kitchenette equipped with

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

few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf

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

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

no child’s

This is a prison.

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

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

wiping at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane" over and over again on a sheet of

a pile of sheets repeating the

be Zane’s

jingle, the little boy stiffening up in

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

warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks at

watching as Zane climbs out of his chair to

Zane resting his

eyes like the ocean, and he is fit

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

arm who is busy setting

looks down at little

taking the card and reading

very nice and you’re not mean.I

I don’t

not

minute now," the woman laughs, Zane nodding in

you have a card for your

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

woman who reads

Day, Dad.I promise to be good now," she says, her voice cracking

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

pauses, searching for

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

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

two of them enjoying their

as he eats, careful

him the many birds she saw on her run earlier

suddenly bursts open, a tall

about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and

is a scar just

back and

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

a meeting

gift for you,"

She’s his mother?I wonder.

man turns to look at Zane who is trembling in his

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him

for him on his

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

glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his head

the eye when addressing me, boy," the man

arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on

on her feet in

snarls, shoving him though he

was just showing you

not look me in

in the eye when he’s talking

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane

will one day lead this pack,

finger at Zane

a weak Alpha

he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high,

remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so as not to enrage his father

back the sobs I know he wants to let

Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at the card

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

the words, then he doesn’t deserve to call

alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces at

however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown

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

don’t even know what to say to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from

was a prisoner in

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