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.

something?" she asks, her eyes opening

a little and gesture for her to close her

***Natalia***

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

a woman echoes from the light, singing a sweet

I wonder, looking around the emptiness but only seeing the

I decide to follow

me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments

large and spacious with a high ceiling,

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

rope bridge connects the two

below the bridge, there is a large bed

be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and cabinets which I assume

sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and index cards

few toys, only a small stuffed gray

in the room, an air vent the only means of

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

child’s

This is a prison.

at the desk, hunching over several sheets of

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

sleeve as he scribbles "My name is Zane" over

there is a pile of

be Zane’s memories,

begin to jingle, the little boy

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

and warm smile resemble Zane’s

out

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

his piercing blue eyes like the ocean,

desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn wolf on

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

man looks down at little Zane

He asks, taking the

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

I’m glad I don’t smell,"

not a father

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

sweetie, do you have

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

woman

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

love," she sighs, trying very hard not to

just...." she pauses, searching for

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

you and I have our lunch, okay?" she forces

two of them enjoying their

eats, careful not

to him the many birds she saw on her

bursts open, a tall

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

scar just below his

hair is combed back and his eyes

me in here, Ellie?"

a meeting in

a gift

She’s his mother?I wonder.

Agnes? The man turns to look at Zane

"Go on, Zane,"

him by

what you made for him

father in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of

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

addressing me, boy,"

Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground with a

on her feet in an instant, screaming

animal!" she snarls, shoving him though he

just showing you

did not look me in the eye!"

looks another man in the eye when

"He’s just a boy!"

helping Zane to

boy that will one

finger

behind a weak Alpha to take

straightens himself out as he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip

back with all of his might so as not to enrage

heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know

Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

say the words, then he doesn’t deserve to

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

I have been unkind to

my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at

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

a prisoner in his own

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