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.

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

for

***Natalia***

eyelids when suddenly a little white light appears in

a woman echoes from the light, singing a sweet

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

thoughts, I decide to follow the voice

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

large and spacious with a

the tree on the left

connects the

is a large bed with forest covers

appears to be a small kitchenette equipped with a sink,

sits beside the the left wall and hundreds of books and index cards stored on countless

are very few toys, only a

windows in the room, an air

appears to be bolted shut with a myriad of locks and chains

is no child’s room, I

This is a prison.

hunching over several sheets of paper.He can’t be more

find that his left eye is

he scribbles “My name is Zane” over and

is a pile of

Zane’s memories, I

begin to jingle, the little boy

locks are undone, the door

kind eyes and warm smile resemble Zane’s whenever

note, watching as Zane climbs out of

beautiful boy,” she giggles as she lifts him into her arms, Zane

handsome, his piercing blue eyes like the ocean, and he is fit

rushes to the desk, pulling out a small

who is busy

down at little

asks, taking the card and reading the

and you’re not mean.I like you.” he

I don’t

I’m not a father

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

you have

he nods anyway and fishes out another card, this

hands it to the woman who reads

her voice cracking a little as she reads before she kneels

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

just….” she pauses, searching

you, baby.He loves you very much.Just in his own way.” see in her eyes that even she doesn’t believe her

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

two of them enjoying their meal

as he eats, careful not to chew loudly or make a

him the many birds she saw on her

door suddenly bursts open, a tall man

stands at about 6ft 4, his bulging muscles and broad shoulders

is a scar just

back and his eyes

you called me in here, Ellie?” he snaps

due for a meeting in 15

has a gift

She’s his mother?I wonder.

look at Zane who is

“Go on, Zane,”

him by the

Daddy what you made for him

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

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

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

arm and strikes Zane in the face,

is on her feet in an

you animal!” she snarls, shoving him

just showing you his

did not look me in the eye!”

in

“He’s just a boy!”

Zane to

that will one

roars, curling his finger

behind a weak Alpha

himself out as he once again approaches his father.He holds his head high, his freshly split lip quivering slightly as he holds the card out to the tall

with all of his might so as not to

heavily, swallowing back the sobs I know he wants

his shaking legs and tear-stained cheeks, Zane faces his father, my heart swelling with pride at his sheer strength and courage at the card with mild

“Read it.”

“Sebastian-”

can’t say the words, then he

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

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

eyes, I find Zane staring blankly at the

comfort him, my mind

a prisoner in

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