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.

she asks, her eyes opening and

gesture for her

***Natalia***

the 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 I

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

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

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

and spacious with a high ceiling,

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

bridge connects the two

below the bridge, there is a large bed with

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

beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and

a child’s room, there are very few toys, only a small stuffed gray

the room, an air vent the only means of fresh air, providing

can make out a bathroom near the entrance of the room, which appears to be bolted shut with a myriad

child’s room, I

This is a prison.

the desk, hunching over several sheets of paper.He

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

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

a pile of sheets repeating the same

be Zane’s

the door begin to jingle, the little boy stiffening

after several of the locks are undone, the

smile resemble Zane’s whenever

Zane climbs out of his

boy,” she giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane resting his head on her shoulder

blue eyes like the ocean, and he is fit but

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

the man’s arm who is busy setting up the food on the

man looks down at

taking the card and reading the words out

you’re not mean.I like you.” he

I don’t smell,”

I’m not a

now,” the woman laughs, Zane nodding

have a

anyway and fishes out another card,

woman

Dad.I promise to be good now,” she says, her voice cracking a little as she reads

a very good boy, my love,” she sighs, trying very

pauses, searching for the

way.” see in her

have our lunch, okay?” she forces

two

he eats, careful not to chew loudly

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

bursts open,

4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely

a scar just below his

dark hair is combed back and his eyes are almost

you called me in here, Ellie?”

due for a

a gift for you,” she replies

She’s his mother?I wonder.

look at Zane who is trembling in

“Go on, Zane,”

nudges him by the

what you made for him on his special

his mother, climbing out of his

towers over Zane, glaring at him with flared nostrils keeps his head down, his hand shaking

me in the eye when addressing me, boy,” the man spits, Zane

his arm and strikes Zane in the face, Zane falling over on the ground with a small

in an instant, screaming

shoving him though he

showing

not look me in the

real man looks another man in the eye when he’s talking to

“He’s just a boy!”

argues, helping Zane to

one day lead

curling his finger at Zane to come

I will not leave behind a weak Alpha to take

head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he

cling to his eyes but little Zane remains strong, holding them back with all

the sobs I know he wants

swelling with

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

can’t say the words, then he doesn’t deserve to call me father,” Sebastian

memory fades into the abyss, leaving me all alone in the pitch black with my heart shattering to

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

open my eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at

don’t even know what to say to help comfort him, my mind still reeling from all the information

prisoner

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