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.

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

laugh a little and gesture for her to close

***Natalia***

when suddenly a little white light appears in the black

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

is that voice coming from?” I wonder, looking around the emptiness

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

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

with a high

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

connects the two

there is a large bed with forest covers and

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

left wall and hundreds of books and index cards stored

be a child’s room, there are very few toys, only a

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

out a bathroom near the entrance of the room, which appears to be

is no child’s

This is a prison.

desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t be more than 5 or

eye is completely swollen shut, dark bruises littering

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

him, there is a pile of sheets repeating the same

must be Zane’s

door begin to jingle,

undone, the door

warm smile resemble Zane’s

as Zane climbs out of his chair to greet

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

is quite handsome, his piercing blue eyes like

arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card

who is busy

looks down at little Zane and

me kid?” He asks, taking the card and

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

I’m glad I don’t smell,”

I’m not a

now,” the

you have a card

anyway and fishes out another card, this one

hands it to the woman

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

are already a very good boy, my love,” she sighs, trying very hard not to let

is just….” she pauses, searching for the

own way.” see in

okay?” she forces

two

careful not to chew loudly or

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

bursts open, a tall man

4, his bulging muscles and

scar just below

back and his eyes

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

for a meeting

gift for you,”

She’s his mother?I wonder.

The man turns to look at Zane who is

“Go on, Zane,”

nudges him by

Daddy what you made for him

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

Zane, glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his

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

in the face, Zane falling over on the ground with a

is on her feet in

snarls, shoving him though

just showing

not look me in the eye!”

looks another man in the eye when he’s talking

“He’s just a boy!”

Zane

that will one

roars, curling his finger at Zane to

I will not leave behind a weak Alpha to take

holds his head high,

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

heavily, swallowing back the sobs I

and tear-stained cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

he doesn’t deserve to call

in the pitch black with my heart shattering to pieces at what

more painful than the memory, however, is the realization that I have been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling

I open my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the floor, his face devoid of

him, my mind still reeling

prisoner in his

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