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

gesture for

***Natalia***

a little white light appears in the

light, singing a sweet lullaby of sorts,

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

I am alone with my thoughts, I decide to

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

large and spacious with a high ceiling,

room, a treehouse sitting on the tree on the left and a slide wrapping around the tree

bridge connects the two

there is a large bed

room there is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and cabinets which I assume contain

small table with two chairs sits beside the the left wall

very few toys, only a small stuffed gray wolf sitting

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

appears to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks

no child’s room,

This is a prison.

several sheets of paper.He

that his left eye is

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

pile of sheets

must be Zane’s memories, I

locks on the door begin to jingle, the

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

warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he looks

Zane climbs out of his chair to

giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane

blue eyes like

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

man’s arm who is

man looks down at little Zane

the

Day, Wyatt.You smell very nice and you’re not mean.I like you." he says, his face softening a

glad I don’t smell,"

not a father

due any minute now," the

you have a card for your

fishes out another

woman

good now," she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before

my love," she sighs,

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

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

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

dismisses Wyatt, the two of them

very quiet as he eats, careful not to chew

the many birds she saw on her

open, a tall

muscles and broad

a scar

is combed back and his eyes are almost

me in here,

due for a meeting in 15

son has a gift

She’s his mother?I wonder.

man turns to look

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by

what you made for him on his

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

with flared nostrils keeps his head down,

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

Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground

is on her feet in an instant, screaming at the

she snarls, shoving

was just showing

look me in the eye!" Sebastian

real man looks another man in the eye

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane

one

roars, curling his finger at Zane to come

will not leave behind a weak

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

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

breathes heavily, swallowing back the sobs

tear-stained cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at the

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

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

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

unkind to a

Zane staring blankly

him, my mind still

was a prisoner

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