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.

hear something?" she asks, her eyes

little and gesture for

***Natalia***

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

the light, singing a sweet lullaby of sorts,

is that voice coming from?" I wonder, looking around

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

blinding me for a few moments before settling

a

the tree on the

connects

there is a

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

table with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and index cards stored on countless

room, there are very few toys, only a small

in the room, an air vent the only means of

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

no child’s room,

This is a prison.

desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t be more than 5 or 6 years

him and to my horror, find that his left eye

scribbles "My name is Zane" over

pile of sheets repeating

be Zane’s memories, I

door begin to jingle, the

after several of the locks are undone, the door swings open, a beautiful woman

eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks

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

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

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

the desk, pulling out

the man’s arm who is busy setting up the food

at little Zane

taking the card and reading

and you’re not

I’m glad I

I'm not

is due any minute now," the woman laughs, Zane nodding in

have

and fishes out another card, this one darker

it to the woman who reads

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

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

just...." she pauses,

his own way." see in her eyes that

have our lunch, okay?"

two of them enjoying their meal

he eats, careful not to chew loudly or make a

him the many birds she saw on her

open, a tall man

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

is a scar just below

dark hair is combed back and his

why you called me in here, Ellie?" he snaps at

a meeting in

gift for you," she

She’s his mother?I wonder.

about Agnes? The man turns to look at

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by the

made for him on his

in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly

Zane, glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his head

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

man then raises his arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground with a small

is on her feet in an instant, screaming

you animal!" she snarls, shoving him though he does

showing

not look me in the eye!" Sebastian

man in the eye when he’s

"He’s just a boy!"

helping Zane to

boy that will one day lead this

finger at Zane to come

a weak Alpha

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

remains strong, holding them back with all of

the sobs I know he wants to let

heart swelling with pride at his

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

can’t say the words, then he doesn’t

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

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

blankly at the floor, his face

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

a prisoner

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