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

for her

***Natalia***

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

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

voice coming from?" I wonder, looking

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

as it surfaced, the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments before

room is large and spacious with a high ceiling,

sitting on the

bridge connects

a large

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

small table with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and

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

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

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

no child’s room,

This is a prison.

several sheets of

his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering the entirety of his face

tears with his sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane" over and over again

pile of

Zane’s memories,

to jingle, the little boy

of the locks are undone, the door swings open, a beautiful

resemble Zane’s whenever he looks

related, \take note, watching as Zane climbs out

her arms, Zane resting his head on

handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he

arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card

very timidly pokes the man’s arm who is busy setting up the food

man looks down at little Zane and

He asks, taking the card

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

I’m glad I don’t smell,"

not a father

due any minute now," the woman laughs, Zane

have a

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

woman

Day, Dad.I promise to be good now," she says, her voice cracking a little as she

my love," she sighs, trying very hard

she pauses, searching for

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

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

Wyatt, the two of them enjoying their

quiet as he eats, careful not

talking, explaining to him the many birds

bursts open, a tall man storming

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

a scar just below

is combed back and his

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

due for a

a gift for you,"

She’s his mother?I wonder.

look at Zane who is trembling in

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by

for

climbing out of his seat and timidly holding

flared nostrils keeps his head down, his

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

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

on her feet in

snarls, shoving him though

was just showing you his

me in the eye!" Sebastian

looks another man in the eye when he’s talking

"He’s just a boy!"

helping Zane

that will one

curling his finger at Zane to

I will not leave behind a weak Alpha to

he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split

with all of his might so as not to enrage his father any

heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know he wants to

swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at the

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

words, then he doesn’t deserve to call me father," Sebastian

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

painful than the memory, however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling

blankly at the floor, his face

help comfort him,

was a prisoner in his

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