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.

that? Did you hear something?" she asks, her eyes opening and scanning the surrounding

little and gesture for

***Natalia***

eyelids when suddenly a little white

of a woman echoes from the light, singing a sweet lullaby of sorts, and I

voice coming from?" I wonder, looking around the

I am alone with my thoughts, I decide to follow

envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments

large and spacious with a

opposite sides of the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and a slide wrapping

bridge connects the two

the bridge, there is a

equipped

small table with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and index cards

are very few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf sitting

windows in the room, an air vent the only

room, which appears to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks

is no child’s room,

This is a prison.

over several sheets of paper.He can’t be more than 5 or

that his left eye

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

is a pile of sheets repeating the

must be Zane’s memories, I

to jingle, the little boy stiffening up in

the door swings open, a beautiful woman walking

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks at

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

her arms, Zane resting his head

eyes like the ocean, and he is fit but not

his mother's arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card with a

timidly pokes the man’s arm who is busy

looks down at little Zane

the card and reading the

Day, Wyatt.You smell very nice and you’re not mean.I like

glad I

not

now," the

do you have

he nods anyway and fishes out another card, this

woman who reads it

cracking a little

love," she sighs, trying very

just...." she pauses, searching for

much.Just in his own way." see

and I have our lunch, okay?" she forces a smile, little

the two of them enjoying

careful not to chew

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

door suddenly bursts open,

his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within his dark

is a scar

combed back and

in here, Ellie?" he snaps at

a meeting in 15

has a gift for you,"

She’s his mother?I wonder.

Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by the

for him

his father in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his

flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently as

me, boy," the man spits, Zane remaining frozen

the face, Zane

on her feet in an instant, screaming at the

you animal!" she snarls, shoving him

just showing you his

did not look me in the eye!" Sebastian

man looks another man in

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane to

boy that will one day lead this

roars, curling his finger at

will not leave behind a weak Alpha

head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly

but little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so as not to

heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know he wants

faces his father, my heart swelling with

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

he can’t say the words, then he doesn’t

in the pitch black with my heart shattering

however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by someone who should

my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face

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

a prisoner

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