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.

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

a little and gesture for

***Natalia***

when suddenly a little white light appears

echoes from the light, singing a sweet lullaby

looking around the emptiness but

alone with my thoughts, I decide to follow the

temporarily blinding me for a few moments before

spacious with a high ceiling, the decor mimicking

sitting on the tree on the

connects the two

a large bed with forest

be a small kitchenette equipped with

with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds

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

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

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

child’s room,

This is a prison.

over several sheets of

come closer to him and to my horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark

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

a pile of sheets repeating the same

Zane’s

the door begin to jingle,

several of the locks are undone, the

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks at

out of his chair to greet the woman

my beautiful boy," she giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder

quite handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he is fit but not

wiggles out of his mother's arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn wolf

timidly pokes the man’s arm who is

at little

me kid?" He asks, taking the

Father’s Day, Wyatt.You smell very nice and you’re not mean.I

I

I'm not a father

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

sweetie, do you have a card for your

fishes out another card, this

the woman

cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down and pulls

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

is just...." she pauses, searching

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

okay?" she

two of them enjoying their meal

careful not to chew loudly

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

open, a

bulging muscles

is a scar just below

back and his eyes are

why you called me in

a

a gift for

She’s his mother?I wonder.

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

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by

you made for him on his

at his father in fear but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding out the card to his

flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand

look me in the eye when addressing me, boy," the man spits,

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

on her feet in an instant,

snarls, shoving him though he does

showing you his

not look me in the eye!" Sebastian

looks another man in the

"He’s just a boy!"

argues, helping Zane

will one day

roars, curling his finger at Zane to come

not leave behind a weak Alpha to take

head high,

strong, holding them back with all of

breathes heavily, swallowing back the sobs

swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

he can’t say the words, then he doesn’t

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

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

open my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly

even know what to say to help comfort him, my mind

prisoner in his own

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