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.

asks, her eyes opening

and gesture for

***Natalia***

eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in the black abyss of

of a woman echoes from the light, singing a

wonder, looking around the

alone with my thoughts, I decide to follow the voice towards the light, approaching it

light envelopes me, temporarily blinding

spacious with a high ceiling, the decor

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

rope bridge connects

a

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

two chairs sits beside the the left wall and

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

there are no windows in the room, an air vent the

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

child’s room,

This is a prison.

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

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

crying, furiously wiping at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles "My name

him, there is a pile of sheets repeating the same

be Zane’s memories,

locks on the door begin to jingle, the

locks are undone, the door swings open,

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he

climbs out of his

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

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

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

who is busy setting up

looks down at little Zane

the card

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

I’m glad I don’t smell,"

not

minute now,"

you have a card for your

nods anyway and fishes out another

woman who

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

love," she sighs,

is just...." she pauses, searching

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

okay?" she forces a

two of them enjoying

he eats, careful not

to him the many birds she

suddenly bursts open, a tall man

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

is a scar just below

hair is combed back and his eyes

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

due for a meeting

has a gift for

She’s his mother?I wonder.

The man turns to look at Zane who is trembling in

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by the

made for him

not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly

at him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand

when addressing me, boy," the man spits,

in the face,

is on her feet in an instant, screaming at

you animal!" she snarls, shoving him though he does not

showing

look me

looks another man in

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane

one

finger at

a weak Alpha to take my

high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he holds

Zane remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so as not to

sobs I know he wants to

my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

the words, then he doesn’t

alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces

is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up

I open my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at

say to help comfort him, my

a prisoner

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