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 scanning the

laugh a little and gesture for her to close her eyes

***Natalia***

my eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in

the light, singing a sweet

wonder, looking around the emptiness but only

I decide to follow the voice towards the light, approaching it

it surfaced, the white light envelopes me, temporarily blinding me for a few moments before settling back

is large and spacious with a

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

bridge connects the two

is a large bed with forest

a small kitchenette equipped with a sink, a toaster oven, a mini fridge, and cabinets which

beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and index cards stored

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

air vent the

to be bolted shut with a

is no child’s room, I

This is a prison.

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

that his left eye is completely swollen shut, dark

furiously wiping at his tears with his sleeve as he scribbles “My name is Zane” over

is a pile

must be Zane’s

begin to jingle,

after several of the locks are undone, the door swings open, a beautiful woman

warm smile resemble

related, \take note, watching as Zane climbs out

Zane resting his head on her shoulder

piercing blue eyes like

wiggles out of his mother’s arms and rushes to the desk, pulling out a small card with a crudely

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

down at

me kid?” He asks, taking the card and reading

and you’re not mean.I like you.”

I’m glad I don’t smell,”

I’m not a father

wife is due any minute now,” the

sweetie, do you have a card for

slightly but he nods anyway and fishes out another

it to the woman

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

boy, my love,” she sighs, trying very

is just….” she pauses, searching for the

loves you, baby.He loves you very much.Just in his own way.”

you and I have our lunch, okay?” she forces a smile,

the two of them

very quiet as he eats, careful not to chew loudly

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

suddenly bursts open, a tall

about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders barely contained within his dark

scar just

and

why you called me in here,

due for a

has a gift for

She’s his mother?I wonder.

look at Zane who is trembling in his

“Go on, Zane,”

nudges him

made for him on

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

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

addressing me, boy,” the man spits, Zane remaining

man then raises his arm and strikes Zane in the face,

her feet in an instant,

she snarls, shoving him though he does

was just showing you

me in the

man in the eye

“He’s just a boy!”

Zane to his

boy that will one

finger at

leave behind a weak Alpha

high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he holds the card out to the tall

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

breathes heavily, swallowing back the sobs I

and tear-stained cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

the words, then he doesn’t deserve

into the abyss, leaving me all alone in the pitch

been unkind to a man who has grown up feeling

blankly at the floor, his face devoid of all

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

was a prisoner in his

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