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.

was that? Did you hear something?" she asks, her

for her to close

***Natalia***

eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in

woman echoes from the light, singing a sweet

coming from?" I wonder, looking around the

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

surfaced, the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for

with a

a treehouse sitting on the tree on

bridge connects

bridge, there is a large

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

left wall and hundreds of books and index cards stored on

be a child’s room, there are very few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf sitting on

the room, an air vent the only means of fresh

room, which appears to be bolted shut with a

child’s room,

This is a prison.

over several sheets of paper.He

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

crying, furiously wiping at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane" over and

pile

be Zane’s memories, I

on the door begin to jingle, the little

the door swings open,

resemble Zane’s whenever he

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

she giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder pushing in

his piercing blue eyes like the

mother's arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a

pokes the man’s arm who is busy setting

looks down at little

He asks, taking the card and reading the words out

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

glad I don’t smell,"

not a

minute now," the woman laughs,

you have

slightly but he nods anyway and fishes out another card, this one darker and with no picture

the woman who reads it

now," she says, her voice cracking a

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

pauses,

own way." see in her eyes that

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

the two of them enjoying

he eats, careful not to

him the many birds

door suddenly bursts open, a tall man

his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within his dark

is a scar

is combed back and his eyes are almost black with

called me in here, Ellie?" he snaps at

due for a meeting

gift for

She’s his mother?I wonder.

about Agnes? The man turns to look

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by the

you made for him on

does not disobey his mother, climbing

with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking

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

arm and strikes Zane in the

in an instant, screaming

animal!" she snarls, shoving him though he does not

just showing you his

look me in

real man looks another man in

"He’s just a boy!"

argues, helping Zane to his

will one day

finger at Zane to come

a weak Alpha to take

straightens himself out as he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high,

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

heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know he

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

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

words, then he doesn’t deserve to

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

to a man who has

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

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

was a prisoner in his

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