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.

Did you hear something?" she asks, her eyes opening

and gesture for

***Natalia***

my eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in the black abyss of my

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

that voice coming from?" I wonder, looking around the

I decide to follow the voice

blinding me for a few moments before settling back and

a

the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and a slide wrapping around the

bridge connects

the bridge, there is a large bed with forest covers

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

left wall and hundreds of books

very few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf

no windows in the room, an air vent the only means of fresh air,

entrance of the room, which appears to be bolted shut

child’s

This is a prison.

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

come closer to him and to my horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises

scribbles "My name is Zane" over and over again on a sheet

pile of

must be Zane’s

to jingle, the

after several of the locks are undone, the door swings open, a beautiful woman walking

and warm smile resemble

be related, \take note, watching as Zane climbs out of his chair to

she giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane

is quite handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he is fit

the desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn

arm who is busy setting up the food on

down at little Zane and

kid?" He asks, taking the

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

I’m glad I don’t smell,"

not

wife is due any minute now," the woman laughs, Zane nodding in

do you have a card

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

woman

be good now," she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down

she sighs, trying very hard not

she pauses,

much.Just in his own way." see in her eyes that even she doesn’t

have our lunch, okay?" she forces a

dismisses Wyatt, the two of

very quiet as he eats, careful not to chew loudly or make a

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

door suddenly bursts open, a

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

scar just below his

combed back and his

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

for a

has a gift for

She’s his mother?I wonder.

turns to look at Zane who is trembling in his

"Go on, Zane,"

him

Daddy what you made for him on his special

mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly

with flared nostrils keeps his head down,

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

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

is on her feet in an instant, screaming at

shoving him though he does not

was just showing you

look me in the eye!"

man looks another man in the eye

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane to

boy that will one day

curling his finger at Zane to come

behind a weak Alpha to

his head high, his freshly split lip quivering

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

back the sobs I know he wants

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

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

words, then he doesn’t

in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces at what

the memory, however, is the realization that I have been unkind to

blankly at the floor, his face devoid of all

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

was a prisoner in his

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