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, her eyes opening and scanning

and gesture for her

***Natalia***

darkness behind my eyelids when suddenly a little white light

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

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

decide to follow the voice towards the light,

blinding me

with a high

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

connects the

there is a large bed

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

the left wall and hundreds of books and index cards stored

are very few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf

my surprise, there are no windows in the room, an air vent

make out a bathroom near the entrance of the room, which appears to be

is no child’s room, I

This is a prison.

at the desk, hunching over several sheets of

eye is completely swollen shut,

he scribbles "My name is Zane" over and over again on a

a pile of sheets repeating

be Zane’s

door begin to jingle, the little

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

resemble Zane’s whenever

note, watching as Zane climbs out of his chair to

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

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

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

very timidly pokes the man’s arm who is busy setting up the food

down at little Zane

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

very nice and you’re not mean.I like

glad I

I'm not

due any minute now," the woman laughs, Zane

sweetie, do you have a card for

and fishes out

hands it to the woman

now," she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down

my love," she sighs, trying very hard

she pauses, searching for

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

okay?"

two of them enjoying their meal

as he eats, careful not to chew loudly or

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

open,

stands at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad

is a scar just

hair is combed back and his eyes are almost black

explain why you called me in here,

for a meeting in

has a gift for you,"

She’s his mother?I wonder.

about Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane who

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by

for him on his

disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding out the

him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking

me, boy," the man spits, Zane remaining frozen

then raises his arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on

is on her feet in an instant, screaming at the

shoving him though he does

showing

did not look me

man in the eye when he’s talking to

"He’s just a boy!"

helping Zane

will one day lead this

his finger at

not leave behind a weak Alpha to take my

he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he holds the card out to

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

the sobs I

heart swelling with pride at

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

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

alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to

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

Zane staring blankly at the floor,

to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from

was a prisoner in his

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