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.

you hear something?" she asks, her eyes opening and scanning

for her to close her eyes

***Natalia***

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

woman echoes from the light, singing a

looking around the emptiness but only seeing the white

alone with my thoughts, I decide to follow the

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

room is large and spacious with a high ceiling,

on opposite sides of the room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left

connects

there is a large bed with

kitchenette equipped with a

chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and

to be a child’s room, there are very few toys, only a small

my surprise, there are no windows in the room, an air vent

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

no child’s

This is a prison.

at the desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t be more than 5 or

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

his sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane" over and over again on a sheet

is a pile of

be Zane’s

door begin to jingle,

undone, the door swings open, a

smile resemble Zane’s

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

as she lifts him into her arms, Zane

eyes like the ocean, and

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

pokes the man’s arm who is busy

down at little

kid?" He asks, taking the

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

I don’t smell,"

I'm not

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

have a card for

out another card, this one darker and with no picture on

to the woman

Dad.I promise to be good now," she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down and

already a very good boy, my love," she

she pauses, searching for

way." see in her eyes that even she doesn’t

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

woman dismisses Wyatt, the two of them

he eats, careful not to chew loudly or make a

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

bursts open, a tall

muscles and broad shoulders barely

scar just below his

hair is combed back and his eyes are almost black

called me in here, Ellie?" he snaps

a

son has a gift for you,"

She’s his mother?I wonder.

man turns to look at Zane who is trembling in his

"Go on, Zane,"

him

made for him

his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding out the card to

flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently as

the eye when addressing me, boy," the man spits, Zane

his arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on

in

shoving

showing

not look me in the eye!" Sebastian

man in the eye when he’s

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane to his

boy that will one day lead this pack,

roars, curling his finger at

I will not leave behind a weak Alpha to take

holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he holds the card out to the

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

heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know

his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

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

in the pitch

the realization that I have been unkind to a man

I open my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face devoid of

don’t even know what to say to help comfort him, my mind still reeling

was a prisoner in

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