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.

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

a little and gesture for her to close her eyes

***Natalia***

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

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

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

to follow the voice towards the

temporarily blinding me for a few moments before settling back

with a high ceiling, the

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

rope bridge connects the

below the bridge, there is a large bed with forest covers

to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge,

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 sitting

an air vent the only means of fresh air,

appears to be bolted

no child’s

This is a prison.

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

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

wiping at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles "My name is

there is a pile of sheets repeating the

must be Zane’s memories, I

begin to jingle, the little boy

locks are undone, the door swings open, a beautiful woman

smile resemble Zane’s whenever

as Zane climbs out of his chair to greet the woman with a

him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder

piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he

the desk, pulling

arm who is

looks down at little

taking the

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

I’m glad I don’t

I'm not a father

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

sweetie, do you have a card for your

fishes out another card, this one

it to the woman who

voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down

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

she pauses, searching for the

much.Just in his own way." see in her eyes that even she doesn’t

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

dismisses Wyatt, the two of them enjoying

quiet as he eats, careful not to chew

woman does most of the talking, explaining to him the many birds she saw on her run earlier

suddenly bursts open, a tall man

at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders

a scar just

is combed back and his

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

for a

gift for you," she

She’s his mother?I wonder.

The man turns to look at Zane who is trembling in

"Go on, Zane,"

him

made for him on his

but does not disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding out the

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

me, boy," the man

strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over

is on her feet in an instant, screaming at the

you animal!" she snarls, shoving him though he

just showing

me in the eye!"

man in the eye

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane

one day

curling his finger at

a weak

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

remains strong, holding them back with all of his might so as

back the sobs I know he

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

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

the words, then he doesn’t

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

I find Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face

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

a prisoner

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