The Silent Alpha (Natalia)

Chapter 28

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.

Did you hear something?” she asks, her eyes opening and scanning the

little and gesture for her to close her

***Natalia***

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

the light, singing a sweet lullaby of sorts, and I

is that voice coming from?” I wonder, looking around the emptiness but only seeing the white

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

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

is large and spacious with a high ceiling, the decor mimicking a

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

rope bridge connects

below the bridge, there is a large bed with

is what appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a

beside the the left wall

few toys, only a small stuffed

air vent the

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

is no child’s

This is a prison.

sheets of paper.He can’t be more than 5 or

my horror, find that his left eye is completely swollen shut,

as he scribbles “My name is Zane” over and over again on a

is a pile of sheets repeating

must be Zane’s

door begin to jingle, the little

the door swings open, a

warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever he

Zane climbs out

as she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder pushing

his piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and

arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely drawn wolf on

timidly pokes the man’s arm who is

man looks down at

the

Day, Wyatt.You smell very nice and you’re not mean.I like you.” he says, his

I don’t smell,” he

not a

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

sweetie, do you have

anyway and fishes out

the woman

good now,” she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels down

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

is just….” she pauses, searching for the right

very much.Just in his own way.”

I have our lunch, okay?” she forces a smile, little Zane nodding his

dismisses Wyatt, the two of them

eats, careful not to chew loudly or make a

the many birds she saw on her run

open,

his bulging muscles

is a scar just below

back and his eyes are

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

due for a meeting in

gift for you,”

She’s his mother?I wonder.

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

“Go on, Zane,”

him by

made for him on

disobey his mother, climbing out of his seat and timidly holding out the card to his

keeps his head down, his hand shaking violently as he holds

me in the eye when addressing me,

man then raises his arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground

on her feet in an instant, screaming at

animal!” she snarls, shoving him though he

was just showing

look me in the

man in the

“He’s just a boy!”

Zane

that will one day lead this pack,

curling his finger at Zane to

behind a weak Alpha to take my

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

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

sobs I know he wants

heart swelling with pride at his

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

he doesn’t deserve

the pitch black with

been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling unloved by someone who should

Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face devoid of all

him, my mind still reeling from all the information

prisoner in his

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