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,

for her to

***Natalia***

 I scan the darkness behind my eyelids when suddenly a little white

faint voice of a woman echoes from the light, singing

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

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

the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments before

spacious with a high

treehouse sitting on the tree on

rope bridge connects the two

there is a large bed with forest covers

of the room there is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and cabinets which I assume

left wall and hundreds of books and index cards stored

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

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

the entrance of the room, which appears to be bolted shut with

is no child’s

This is a prison.

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

his left eye is completely swollen

scribbles "My name is Zane" over and

him, there is a pile of sheets

be Zane’s

to jingle, the little boy stiffening up in

of the locks are undone, the

smile resemble

must be related, \take note, watching as Zane climbs out of his chair

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

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

arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn wolf on

is busy setting

at little

asks, taking the card and

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

glad I don’t

I'm not a father

wife is due any minute now," the woman laughs,

sweetie, do you have a card for your

but he nods anyway and fishes out another card, this one

woman who reads

cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down and pulls Zane

a very good boy, my love," she

just...." she pauses,

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

don’t you and I have our lunch, okay?" she forces a smile, little

the two of them

very quiet as he eats, careful not

of the talking, explaining to him the many birds

bursts open, a tall man storming

6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely

scar just below

hair is combed back and his

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

a meeting in

gift for you,"

She’s his mother?I wonder.

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

"Go on, Zane,"

him by

made for

fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding out the card to his

keeps his head

will look me in the eye when addressing me, boy," the man spits, Zane remaining frozen in

strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground with a small

in an instant, screaming at the

she snarls, shoving him

showing you

look me in the eye!"

in

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane to

boy that will one day lead

curling his finger at Zane

a weak Alpha

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

back with all

swallowing back the sobs I know he

tear-stained cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

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

alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces

unkind to a man who has grown up feeling

staring blankly at the

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

was a prisoner in

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