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.

she asks, her eyes opening and scanning the

a little and gesture for her to close

***Natalia***

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

light, singing a sweet lullaby of sorts, and

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

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

blinding me for a few moments before settling back

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

the tree on the left

rope bridge connects the two

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

small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and cabinets which I assume contain

with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of

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

the room, an air vent the only means of fresh air, providing ventilation and

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

no child’s

This is a prison.

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

my horror, find that his left eye

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

pile of sheets

be Zane’s memories, I

begin to jingle, the little boy stiffening

the locks are undone, the door swings open, a

smile resemble Zane’s whenever he

climbs out of

her arms, Zane resting

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

arms and rushes to the desk, pulling

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

at

the

Wyatt.You smell very nice and you’re not mean.I like you." he says, his face softening a

I don’t smell," he

not a father

minute now," the woman laughs,

have a

out another card, this one darker and with

to the woman

Dad.I promise to be good now," she says, her voice cracking a

she sighs, trying very hard not to let her tears

pauses, searching

you very much.Just in his own way." see in her eyes that even

our lunch, okay?" she forces a smile, little

dismisses Wyatt, the two of them enjoying their

quiet as he eats, careful not to

to him the many birds she saw

door suddenly bursts open, a tall

6ft 4, his bulging muscles and

scar just below his

is combed back and his eyes are almost

you called me in

for a meeting in

has a gift for you,"

She’s his mother?I wonder.

Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane who

"Go on, Zane,"

him by the

what you made for him on

his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding out the card to

keeps his head down,

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

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

in an instant, screaming at

you animal!" she snarls, shoving him though he

showing

not look me in the eye!"

man in the eye

"He’s just a boy!"

argues, helping Zane to his

boy that will one

curling his finger

I will not leave behind a weak Alpha

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

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

the sobs I know

swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

he doesn’t deserve to call me father," Sebastian

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

been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by someone who should have

blankly at the floor, his face devoid of all

what to say to help comfort him, my mind

prisoner in his own

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