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 scanning

gesture for her to

***Natalia***

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

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

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

my thoughts, I decide to follow

light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments before

room is large and spacious with a high ceiling, the decor

the tree on the left and a slide wrapping

connects the

bridge, there is a large

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

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

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

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

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

child’s

This is a prison.

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

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

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

is a pile of sheets

be Zane’s

begin to jingle, the little boy stiffening

undone, the door swings open, a beautiful

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s

climbs out of his chair to

giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his

his piercing blue eyes like the

rushes to the desk, pulling out

man’s arm who is busy setting up the food

man looks down at little Zane

taking the card and

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

I don’t

I'm not

due any minute now," the woman laughs, Zane

do you have

he nods anyway and fishes out

to the woman who

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

love," she sighs,

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

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

you and I have our lunch, okay?"

the two of them enjoying their

very quiet as he eats, careful not

him the many birds she

open, a tall man storming

his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within

scar just below

and his eyes are almost black

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

for a

son has a gift for

She’s his mother?I wonder.

man turns to look at Zane who is trembling in

"Go on, Zane,"

him by

Daddy what you made for

but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat

keeps his head down,

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

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

feet in an instant,

you animal!" she snarls, shoving him though he does

showing you his

look me

man looks another man in the eye when he’s talking to

"He’s just a boy!"

helping Zane

boy that will one day lead this pack,

finger at

a

again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he holds the card out to the

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

back the sobs

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-"

he doesn’t deserve to call

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

the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by someone who should have

Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face devoid of

help comfort him, my

was a prisoner

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