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.

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

a little and gesture for her to close her eyes

***Natalia***

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

a woman echoes from the light, singing a sweet

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

my thoughts, I decide to follow the

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

a high

the

bridge connects the two

the bridge, there is a large

appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a

with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and index cards stored on countless

a child’s room, there are very few

the room, an air vent the only means of fresh air, providing ventilation and

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

is no child’s room,

This is a prison.

desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t be more than 5 or 6

to my horror, find that his left eye is completely

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

there is a pile of sheets repeating the same

must be Zane’s memories, I

door begin to jingle, the little

undone, the door swings

warm smile resemble Zane’s

watching as Zane climbs out of

into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder pushing in a small cart with

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

rushes to the desk, pulling out

arm who is busy setting up the

man looks down at little Zane

kid?" He asks, taking the

not mean.I like you." he

glad I don’t smell," he

not

due any minute now," the woman laughs, Zane nodding

you have

fishes out another card, this one darker and with no

the woman who reads it

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

a very good boy, my love," she sighs, trying very hard not to let her tears

just...." she pauses, searching for the right

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

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

dismisses Wyatt, the two of

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

does most of the talking, explaining to him the many birds she

open,

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

is a scar just

is combed back and his eyes are almost black

in here, Ellie?" he snaps

for a meeting

gift

She’s his mother?I wonder.

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

"Go on, Zane,"

him

you made for

but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of

keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently as he holds out

when addressing me, boy," the man

then raises his arm and strikes Zane in the face,

in

you animal!" she snarls, shoving him

was just showing

look me in the

another man in the eye

"He’s just a boy!"

helping Zane to his

that will one

his finger at

will not leave behind a weak

approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he

holding them back with all

sobs

father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

say the words, then he doesn’t deserve

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

however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man

Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face devoid of

him,

was a prisoner in

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