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

and gesture for her to close her eyes

***Natalia***

scan the darkness behind my eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in

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

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

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

envelopes me, temporarily blinding me

a high

sitting on the tree on the

connects the two

a large bed with forest covers and

of the room there is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a

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

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

in the room, an air vent the only means of

can make out a bathroom near the entrance of the room, which appears to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks and chains dangling on the

no child’s room, I

This is a prison.

little boy appears at the desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t

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

he scribbles "My name is

pile of sheets repeating the

must be Zane’s memories, I

the door begin to jingle, the little boy stiffening

the door swings open, a beautiful woman walking

resemble Zane’s whenever he looks

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

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

blue eyes like the

pulling out a small card with a crudely

man’s arm who is busy setting up the food

man looks down at little

He asks, taking the card and reading

Wyatt.You smell very nice and you’re not mean.I like you." he says, his

glad I

I'm not a

any minute now," the woman laughs, Zane

have a

smile falters slightly but he nods anyway and fishes out another card, this one darker

the woman who reads

cracking a little as she

are already a very good boy, my love," she sighs, trying very hard not to let

pauses, searching for the

his own way." see in

have our lunch, okay?"

dismisses Wyatt, the two of them enjoying

careful not

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

bursts open, a tall man

stands at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad

scar just below his

back and

to explain why you called me in here, Ellie?" he snaps

a

a gift for you,"

She’s his mother?I wonder.

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

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by the

made for him on his special

looks at his father in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing

man towers over Zane, glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently

addressing me, boy," the man

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

on her feet in an instant, screaming at the

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

was just showing

did not look me in the

man looks another man in the eye when

"He’s just a boy!"

helping Zane to his

boy that will one day

finger at

a weak Alpha

his head high, his freshly

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

breathes heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know he wants

father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

then he

me all alone in the pitch black with my heart

I have been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by someone

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

to say to help comfort him, my

a prisoner

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