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

for her to close her eyes

***Natalia***

the darkness behind my eyelids when suddenly a

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

wonder, looking around

thoughts, I decide to follow the

light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments before settling back

a high ceiling,

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

bridge connects

a large bed with forest covers and

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

table with two chairs sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and

very few

the room, an air vent the only means of

room, which appears to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks and chains dangling

no child’s

This is a prison.

the desk, hunching over several sheets of

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

he scribbles

there is a pile of sheets repeating the

be Zane’s memories, I

begin to jingle, the little boy

are undone, the door swings

and warm smile resemble Zane’s

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

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

piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he is

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

is busy setting up the food on the

at little

He asks, taking the card

very nice and you’re not mean.I like

glad I don’t

I'm not a

now," the woman laughs, Zane nodding in

do you have a card for

fishes out another card, this one darker and with no picture

hands it to the woman who

voice cracking a little

my love," she sighs, trying very hard not to

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

much.Just in his own way." see in her eyes

our lunch, okay?" she forces a smile, little

woman dismisses Wyatt, the two of them enjoying

eats, careful not to chew loudly or

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

door suddenly bursts open,

4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within

is a scar

hair is combed back and his eyes are almost black with

in

due for a meeting in

gift for you,"

She’s his mother?I wonder.

about Agnes? The man turns to look

"Go on, Zane,"

nudges him by

Daddy what you made for

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

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

addressing me, boy," the

in the face, Zane

on her feet in an instant, screaming at the

you animal!" she snarls, shoving

was just showing you his

me in the

man looks another man in the eye when

"He’s just a boy!"

Zane

one day lead

his finger at

leave behind a weak Alpha to

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

them back with all of his might so as not to enrage

heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know he

swelling with pride at his sheer strength and

"Read it."

"Sebastian-"

can’t say the words, then he

the pitch black

painful than the memory, however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by someone who should have cherished

I open my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the

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

was a prisoner in his

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