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 eyes opening and scanning

laugh a little and gesture for her to close her

***Natalia***

eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in

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

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

with my thoughts, I decide to follow the voice towards

light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments before settling

room is large and spacious with a high ceiling,

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

bridge connects the two

a large

be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and cabinets which

the left wall and hundreds of

room, there are very few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf

my surprise, there are no windows in the room, an air vent the only means of fresh

appears to be bolted shut with

no child’s

This is a prison.

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

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

at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane" over and

a pile of sheets repeating the

must be Zane’s memories, I

to jingle,

the door swings open,

resemble

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

my beautiful boy," she giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder

like the ocean, and he is fit

and rushes to the desk, pulling out

very timidly pokes the man’s arm who is busy setting up the

down at little Zane

He asks, taking the card

smell very nice and you’re not mean.I like you." he

I don’t smell,"

not a

due any minute now," the

do you have a card for your

fishes out another card, this one

hands it to the woman who

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

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

pauses,

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

okay?" she forces a smile, little Zane

two of them enjoying their

very quiet as he eats, careful

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

door suddenly bursts open, a tall

about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad

a scar just below his

and his eyes are

in here, Ellie?" he snaps at the

for a meeting in

gift for you," she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

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

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by

Daddy what you made for

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

at him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently as

when addressing me, boy,"

his arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling

in an instant, screaming

snarls, shoving him though

showing you his

look me

man looks another man in the eye when he’s talking

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane

will one day lead this pack,

curling his finger at Zane to

a weak Alpha

holds his head high, his freshly split

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

breathes heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know he wants to

his shaking legs and tear-stained cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

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

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

painful than the memory, however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up

my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the

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

was a prisoner in his

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