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.

Did you hear something?" she asks, her eyes opening and scanning the surrounding

gesture for her to close

***Natalia***

behind my eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears

woman echoes from the light,

that voice coming from?" I wonder, looking around

with my thoughts, I decide to follow the voice towards the light, approaching it

it surfaced, the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments before settling back

a high ceiling,

a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and a slide wrapping around the tree on

connects the

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

equipped with a sink, a toaster

small table with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds

few toys, only a small stuffed gray

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

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

child’s room,

This is a prison.

little boy appears at the desk, hunching over several sheets of

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

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

pile of sheets repeating

must be Zane’s memories, I

to jingle,

of the locks are undone, the door swings

and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he

Zane climbs out

her arms, Zane resting his head

like the ocean, and

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

who is

looks down at little Zane and

asks, taking the card and

Father’s Day, Wyatt.You smell very nice and you’re not

glad I don’t smell,"

not

due any minute now," the woman laughs,

do you have a card for your

smile falters slightly but he nods anyway and fishes out another card, this

to the woman who reads it

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

a very good boy, my love," she sighs, trying

she pauses, searching for

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

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

woman dismisses Wyatt, the two of them

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

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

bursts open, a

his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained

is a scar just below his

and his eyes are

why you called me in here, Ellie?" he

for a meeting

a gift for you," she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

to look

"Go on, Zane,"

him by

what you made for him on

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

glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his

when addressing me, boy," the man spits, Zane remaining

strikes Zane in the

is on her feet in an instant, screaming at

she snarls, shoving him though he does

just showing you

not look me in

man looks another man in the eye

"He’s just a boy!"

argues, helping Zane to his

one day lead this pack,

roars, curling his finger at Zane

I will not leave behind a weak Alpha to take

father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he

eyes but little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so as not

sobs I know

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

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

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

alone in the pitch black with my heart

however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by someone who should have

find Zane staring blankly at the

to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from all the information

was a prisoner in his own

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