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

and gesture for her to close

***Natalia***

the darkness behind my eyelids when suddenly a little

a woman echoes from the light, singing a sweet

from?" I wonder, looking around

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

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

with a high ceiling,

a treehouse sitting on the

bridge connects the two

there is a large bed with forest covers

small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge,

sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and index cards stored

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

no windows in the room, an air vent the only means of fresh air, providing ventilation and cool

room, which appears to be bolted

is no child’s

This is a prison.

over several sheets of paper.He can’t be

and to my horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering the

sleeve as he scribbles "My name

a pile

be Zane’s

jingle, the little boy

undone, the door

eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever

watching as Zane climbs out

him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder

his piercing blue 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 crudely drawn

pokes the man’s arm who is busy setting up

down at little Zane

the card and reading the words out

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

glad I

I'm not

wife is due any minute now," the woman

have

he nods anyway and fishes out another card,

hands it to the woman who reads

be good now," she says, her voice cracking a little

boy, my love," she sighs, trying very hard

she pauses, searching for

loves you, baby.He loves you very much.Just in his own way." see in her eyes that even

don’t you and I have our lunch, okay?"

two

very quiet as he eats, careful not to chew loudly

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

bursts open,

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

is a scar just

is combed back and his

me in here, Ellie?" he snaps at

for a meeting in

son has a gift for you," she

She’s his mother?I wonder.

Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane who

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by

Daddy what you made for him

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

glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his

when addressing me, boy," the man

then raises his arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling

her feet in an instant,

snarls, shoving

was just showing you his

not look me in the eye!"

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

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane

will one day

finger at

leave behind a weak Alpha

as he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he holds the card out to the tall

back with all of his might so

sobs

cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at the card

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

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

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

realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved

open my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly

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

prisoner in his

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