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.

asks, her

and gesture for her to close her

***Natalia***

darkness behind my eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in the

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

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

to follow the

temporarily blinding me for a

is large and spacious with a high ceiling, the decor mimicking a

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

connects the

a large

is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a

left wall and hundreds of books and

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

no windows in the room, an air vent the

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

no child’s room, I

This is a prison.

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

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

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

a pile of sheets repeating the same

Zane’s memories,

locks on the door begin to jingle, the little boy

several of the locks are undone, the door

smile resemble Zane’s whenever he

watching as Zane climbs out of his chair to greet the

arms, Zane resting his

handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the

rushes to the desk, pulling out

is busy setting up the food on the

at

He asks, taking the card and

you’re not mean.I like you." he says, his face softening a

I don’t

not a father

minute now," the woman

sweetie, do you have

and fishes out another card, this one darker and

it to the woman

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

boy, my love," she sighs, trying very hard not to let

pauses,

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

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

Wyatt, the two

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

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

open, a tall

6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within his

a scar just below

and his eyes

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

for a meeting

has a gift for

She’s his mother?I wonder.

what about Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane who is

"Go on, Zane,"

him

made for him on his special

does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding

nostrils keeps his head down, his

will look me in the eye when addressing me,

and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling

is on her feet in an instant, screaming at

animal!" she snarls, shoving

showing you

me in the eye!" Sebastian

in

"He’s just a boy!"

helping Zane to his

boy that will one day lead

his finger at Zane

not leave behind a weak

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

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

breathes heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know

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

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

say the words, then he doesn’t deserve

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

the realization that I have been unkind to a man who

my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at

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

was a prisoner in

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