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.

was that? Did you hear something?" she asks,

little and gesture for

***Natalia***

scan the darkness behind my eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in the black abyss of my

from the light, singing a sweet lullaby of sorts, and I

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

thoughts, I decide to follow the voice

the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding

spacious with a high ceiling, the

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

bridge connects the

the bridge, there is a large bed with forest covers and

the opposite side of the room there is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped

table with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and

very few toys,

an air vent the only means of

which appears to be bolted shut

child’s

This is a prison.

hunching over several sheets of paper.He

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

he scribbles "My name is

him, there is a pile of sheets repeating the same

be Zane’s memories,

to jingle, the little boy stiffening

locks are undone, the door

and warm smile resemble

related, \take note, watching as Zane climbs out of his chair to greet

my beautiful boy," she giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her

quite handsome, his piercing blue eyes like

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

timidly pokes the man’s arm who is busy

at

me kid?" He asks, taking the card and reading

not

I’m glad I don’t smell,"

not a father

minute now," the woman laughs, Zane nodding in

do you have a card

fishes out another

the woman who reads it out

she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down and pulls Zane to

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

is just...." she pauses, searching for the right

way." see in her eyes that even she doesn’t believe her own

don’t you and I have our lunch, okay?" she forces a smile, little Zane

two of them

is very quiet as he eats, careful not to chew loudly or make

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

bursts open, a tall man

4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely

a scar just below his

hair is combed back and his eyes are almost black

me in here, Ellie?" he snaps at the

due for a meeting in

has a gift for you," she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

look at Zane who is

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by the

what you made for him on his

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

flared nostrils keeps his head down, his

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

the face, Zane falling

her feet in an instant, screaming at the

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

showing you

did not look me

in the

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane

one day lead this pack,

his finger

a weak Alpha to take my

again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly

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

the sobs I know he wants

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

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

he can’t say the words, then he doesn’t

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

more painful than the memory, however, is the realization that I have been unkind to

I find Zane staring blankly at the

comfort him, my mind still reeling from all the information

prisoner in

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